The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. I knew him in spite of his dress. ” He fancied that she was yielding, but her eyes fell once more upon that fatal envelope, and her tone when she spoke was colder than ever. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness.
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