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I came in by the vestry, and we will go out that way again. Her sensitive ears could hear her foster mother snoring in front of the television. It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days.
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