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...All her life she had been hurrying and sputtering, as if she had been born behind time and had been trying to catch up.
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As they got out of the hansom, he slipped the driver a bill and told him to have something hot while he waited.
      At the tea-table, in a snug glass enclosure, with the steam sputtering in the pipes beside them and a brilliant winter sunset without, they developed their plan. Miss Beers had with her plenty of money, destined for tradesmen, which she was quite willing to divert into other channels — the first excitement of buying a trousseau had worn off, anyway....
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from Willa Cather, The Song of the Lark (1915)9
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12 April 2026