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Joan remained silent. It made her mad, that a man could be suddenly robbed of fifteen years’ labour: the weapon that his heart and brain had made keen wrested from his hand by a legal process, and turned against the very principles for which all his life he had been fighting. The child turned her head as they walked and looked at her. Joan felt herself smarting under that look, but persisted.!
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“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?” “Dad,” she cried, “are you here?”
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“You will find yourself expensive to dress,” she told her, “cheap things won’t go well on you; and it would be madness, even from a business point of view, for you not to make the best of yourself.” “I do not know,” he answered her. “I don’t seem to care.” The atmosphere was becoming tragic. Joan felt the need of escaping from it. She sprang up.
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