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I sometimes laid away my father's clothes in his trunk. ‘I can see why you lost your place, young Kimble. He was absolutely unable to focus his ideas. ’ ‘What heir?’ ‘Exactly. What in the world was the wench up to now? For it must be she. Afterward she wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it. She proceeded to lift the front end of the car five feet from the ground with one hand. She was aware of people—her aunt, her father, her fellow-students, friends, and neighbors— moving about outside this glowing secret, very much as an actor is aware of the dim audience beyond the barrier of the footlights.
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