It did not seem quite fair. Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. " "Winny, I must go!" said Thames, breaking from her. She inhaled a deep breath of air—London air. What beasts men are! I cannot typewrite, my three stories are still wandering round, two milliners have refused me as a lay figure because business was so bad. She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so she can’t exactly complain. B.
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