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Portrait of Miles Franklin Miles Franklin My Brilliant Career — Chapter XI (1901)

I said brusquely, and made my exit.
"Mr Hawden wants you, Sybylla," called aunt Helen. "See what he wants and let him get away to his work, or your grannie will be vexed to see him loitering about all the morning."
"Miss Sybylla," he began, when we were left alone, I want to apologize to you. I had no right to plague you, but it all comes of the way I love you. A fellow gets jealous at the least little thing, you know."
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Portrait of Miles Franklin Miles Franklin My Brilliant Career — Chapter XI (1901)

Part of the old Caddagat house was built of slabs, and one of the wooden walls ran along the veranda side of the drawing-room, so the songs aunt Helen and Everard Grey were trying to the piano came as a sweet accompaniment to my congenial task.
Presently they left off singing and commenced talking. Under the same circumstances a heroine of a story would have slipped away; or, if that were impossible without discovery, she would have put her fingers in her ears, and would have been in a terrible state of agitation lest she should hear something not intended for her.
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Portrait of Miles Franklin Miles Franklin My Brilliant Career — Chapter XI (1901)

Grannie had not come home till after twelve, but was looking as brisk as usual.
"Come, Sybylla, I suppose this comes of sitting up too late, as I was not here to hunt you to bed. You are always very lively at night, but it's a different tune in the morning," she said, when giving me the usual morning hug.
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