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There, the little pew-opener had left her, having to show the early-comers to their seats; and Joan had found an out-of-the-way pew from where she could command a view of the whole church. They were chiefly poor folk, the congregation; with here and there a sprinkling of faded gentility. They seemed in keeping with the place. The twilight faded and a snuffy old man shuffled round and lit the gas. “I take myself as typical,” she continued. “When I was twenty I could have loved you. You were the type of man I did love.”!
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“They afford much food for reflection,” thought Mr. Simson, “though I cannot myself go as far as you do in including Christianity under that heading.” She concluded by giving Joan a hug, accompanied by a sloppy but heartfelt kiss.
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