She had had to do away with many a leering foster father since she had started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the century. ’ He clenched his fists and grew red in the face. She was wearing a becoming tea-gown, and it was quite certain that Sir John would not be home for several hours at least. “Are you free tomorrow? Should I call?” He asked. “You certainly are. What had shifted his casual interest was the visible prospect of a party of three who were coming down the packet gangplank. “I do mean that,” she declared. And if he didn’t, what was the good of seeing him? “I wish he was a woman,” she said, “then I could make him my friend. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous.
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