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"That's because we've each of us got something to do," declared Miss Jinny emphatically. "If we were idling around, musing on ourselves from morning till night like some poor creatures do, we'd get prickly mighty soon. People were made to work, and it's flying in the face of Providence to try to get away from it. We all got our share in the curse of Adam, and the sooner we realize it, the better for us." "I am sure Miss Kendall has the best intentions possible to any agreeable young lady," she said in a hushed though ceremonious manner. CHAPTER XXII. FOR THE DEFENSE..
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