. “How has the world taken it?” he asked. ‘You! Have you pen and paper?’ ‘Pen and paper now, is it?’ grumbled the old man as he shuffled down the hall. F. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. "I've lost my wager. ‘And you, my girl, if you’d been born at all, would have been just what you think you are. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. "I find I was in error.
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