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while Clara was getting another lesson from life. Her aunt's hands trembled and the knitting needles clicked together. Nothing was said and the confused and angry girl ran up a stairway to her own room. She locked herself in and knelt on the floor by the bed. She did not pray. Her association with Kate Chan- celler had given her another outlet for her feelings. Pounding with her fists on the bed coverings, she swore. " Fools, damned fools, the world is filled with nothing but a lot of damned fools."
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