Nor was Jack by any means the only stripling in the room. "Spare me!" he groaned, looking upwards. She evolved a dim image of herself cooped up in a house under the benevolent shadow of Mr. " "Ay, ay," cried the jailers, laughing. It was a cheerful, irresponsible, shamelessly hard-up family in the key of faded green and flattened purple, and the girls went on from the High School to the Fadden Art School and a bright, eventful life of art student dances, Socialist meetings, theatre galleries, talking about work, and even, at intervals, work; and ever and again they drew Ann Veronica from her sound persistent industry into the circle of these experiences.
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