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My foster mother, Sheila, insists that I go to St. She had a compartment to herself in the train from London to Morningside Park, and she sat with both her feet on the seat in an attitude that would certainly have distressed her mother to see, and horrified her grandmother beyond measure; she sat with her knees up to her chin and her hands clasped before them, and she was so lost in thought that she discovered with a start, from a lettered lamp, that she was at Morningside Park, and thought she was moving out of the station, whereas she was only moving in. She was already a little prepared by her discursive reading and discussion under the Widgett influence for ideas and “movements,” though temperamentally perhaps she was rather disposed to resist and criticise than embrace them. I think that there is no better friend for a girl than a man rather older than herself. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves. The imbecile. “You don’t know him, Anna,” she said with a little shudder, “or you would not talk like that. The barmaids had too strongly appealed to his sense of novelty. Then a hansom drove up, and his heart gave a great leap.
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