Everything Else
"I think, my friend," said Clara very coldly, "that I have met your sort before: the young man who thinks he knows everything—"
"And you are the young woman who thinks I know nothing."
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"I think, my friend," said Clara very coldly, "that I have met your sort before: the young man who thinks he knows everything—"
"And you are the young woman who thinks I know nothing."
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