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Seven hundred forty-two dollars and eighty-one cents, the sum total of her money in the world that she hid in a filigreed cigar box shelved behind her schoolbooks. One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms. Then he got up and left her. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. ” His walk became a jovial saunter. Then she sang. I had gone further than I meant to—with some Englishmen. He never felt any need to explain himself.
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