What she did not know, and what she was never to know, was that the divine fire was hers. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence. Her foster father, Larry, was the hard working son-of-a-bitch type with a disdain for suits. "By my shoul!" he exclaimed, smacking his lips, "dat ish goot—very goot. But at the word “home” she turned again. She had seen her really only at teas, with the Stanley strain in her uppermost.
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