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She went to the post-office and drew out and sent off her money to Ramage. 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. I—listen. You'd not know what to do without me, and shan't drive me off. Wanton!… This, then,
was what her father had meant. “Do all foster kids have the instinct?” Michelle asked
naively. . . She is a year or so older than I am, and she is, well, of a very serene and
proud and dignified temperament.
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