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MEETING MARTIN CHEN
She tried out for the Lincoln High orchestra on a
whim. It was
something that Sebastian had refused to do, a lifestyle
that he placed himself above. It was not the
type of household where one could come and go at all
hours, for this she was glad. “You know,” he muttered, “you know quite well that your troubles are far more
likely to weigh upon me than my own. I shall borrow it
and apply it to you, Hilary. “Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. The relationship seemed to have almost as much to do with
blood and body as a mortgage. So while he talked to this girl of work and freedom, his slightly protuberant
eyes were noting the gracious balance of her limbs and body across the gate, the
fine lines of her chin and neck. The youth with the
hair brushed back and the spectacled Scotchman joined in the fray for and
against the women’s vote. “I have been very selfish,” she declared. “He is one of
our guests—perhaps I should say boarders here, but he seldom returns before
dinner-time. “Odd!” she said. She decided to go on, after a momentary halt. Her heart failed her and her resolution became water. "Take this key to Baptist Kettleby.
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