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Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. 5. I love to research, not just for school. We thought of starting in half an hour’s time, and trying for a theatre somewhere on the way. ’ She shrugged fatalistically. “No, I am alone,” she answered. She hated being angry, the uselessness of it all, the frustration. For all her begging she had been given the choice to go into the nunnery and “learn how to read scrolls with the rest of God’s Spinsters” by her father, but had quickly lost interest when presented with the idea of bearing babies. " "Don't mind us, Ma'am," said Mr. She tried for her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own ears.
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