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“Um, he took me to the Big Apple. But I have two hundred thousand pounds. Their idea of maidenly innocence was just a blank white—the sort of flat white that doesn’t shine. "A mother's prayers—a mother's blessings," she cried, with the fervour almost of inspiration, "will avail against a fiend's malice. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. Probably she was married years ago and is now merely on the way to her husband's house.
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