A Fair Fraud — page 189: what you’re looking at

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178 A Fair Fraud out pencil answers to them. After which she suddenly flung the newspaper down and burst into tears. ‘Oh, but I do want him! I want him badly! And if only they had let him alone, perhaps—perhaps he would have learnt in time to care about me! bit now he must hate me— and no doubt I hase lost him for ever!’ For her aunt’s words had at least done one thing for her—they had forced her to put into words | the secret wishes of her own heart. COMNMUC <S (GO) JOO