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72 struggle, but he did ask her how much money she would like, and went so far on the day of her departure as to drive her down to the station himself.

It was when the train that was to bear her away on her new pilgrimage of self-expression drew puffing up beside the Ridgefield station, and Reba wondered whether it was the vibration of the platform made by the approaching monster or her knees trembling with her misgivings, that her father suddenly exclaimed:

"Well, well, I guess you're really off! I didn't suppose you'd have the spunk. No, when it came right down to it, I didn't suppose you'd have the spunk, Reba!"