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"Stop, Rosalind!" Janet's nerves, already strained to the thinnest thread, snapped. "How dare you? I should have thought it would be enough that on this evening, when it was so important to me, you shouldn't take the least little bit of trouble and should be rude to everybody. But it isn't. Have you no sense of anything decent? Can't you see anything except your own selfishness and your own vanity? Remember, now and always, they are my people, and when you laugh at them you laugh at me!"

"Oh well, then"—Rosalind moved to her room—"if they are yours they are not mine, and, thank God, never will be!"

And she banged her door behind her.

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