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My father died a year ago, by the way. Soup would help you feel
better, soup and hot tea. “I know that our social order is dreadful
enough,” he said, “and sacrifices all that is best and most beautiful in life. The joy that filled her veins with throbbing fire urged her
to rise and go swinging and whirling and dipping. I shall like to think of it—whenever I feel dull. ”
She thought of her father, and with an effort dismissed him from her mind. Apparently, Jonathan was well acquainted with the premises; for,
feeling about in the dark, he speedily discovered a ladder, up the steps of which
he hurried.
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