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They seem to spend their time yawning and inspecting their neighbour’s dresses through those hateful glasses. I have never been wrong about the sex of an unborn child. They hunted up shady nooks and went to sleep; but promptly at four they would be at the office, ready for barter. That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle. She had one idea, she found, very clear in her mind—that she would get a Research Scholarship, and so contrive another year in the laboratory.
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