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It seemed, in spite of its open door, a very silent little house behind its strip of garden. Joan had the feeling that it was listening. “In this world,” explained Mr. Simson, “someone has got to be Master. The only question is who.”!
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She wished she had gone when it came to Christmas Day. This feeling of loneliness was growing upon her. The Phillips had gone up north; and the Greysons to some relations of theirs: swell country people in Hampshire. Flossie was on a sea voyage with Sam and his mother, and even Madge had been struck homesick. It happened to be a Sunday, too, of all days in the week, and London in a drizzling rain was just about the limit. She worked till late in the afternoon, but, sitting down to her solitary cup of tea, she felt she wanted to howl. From the basement came faint sounds of laughter. Her landlord and lady were entertaining guests. If they had not been, she would have found some excuse for running down and talking to them, if only for a few minutes. “Who among you is the more honoured? The miser or the giver: he who heaps up riches for himself or he who labours for others?”
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The girl rose. “I must be getting back,” she said. “Dad will be wondering where I’ve got to.” “I fancy that’s the idea,” said Joan. “What will you do if you fail? Go back to China?” “Ivanoff’s,” explained the Human Document. “He was our only child.”
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