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No one ate with as much passionate gusto as a teenager could. How the deuce did I ever manage to father such a brainless nincompoop? A nun, for God’s sake! A confounded Catholic nun. He must fight the thought continually, day in and day out. Besides, I would tear out my tongue rather than let it speak her mother's infamy. ‘Never fear, my love. She even had books by H. Manning; secondly, by some measure or other, she meant to go on with her studies, not at the Tredgold Schools but at the Imperial College; and, thirdly, she was, as an immediate and decisive act, a symbol of just exactly where she stood, a declaration of free and adult initiative, going that night to the Fadden Ball. I might have known it.
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