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On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. “Hotel Ritz,” he said mechanically to the coachman. On a high chair behind a raised counter the stipendiary’s substitute regarded her malevolently over his glasses. "Not the sort of stories young ladies should read. “I don’t see why not,” he answered. Her state of mind would have seemed altogether discreditable to her grandmother. He was not in love with her en désespoir which, he said, was necessary if a man would marry without getting a dowry from his wife.
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