" Internally, it was divided by two long galleries, one over the other. She did not learn the kind of looks she had been bestowing upon him at a convent. She wondered occasionally why his mind needed so much distraction. Amongst others who attended the sad ceremony was Mr. This time they would call it murder. She remained standing stiffly, unable even to move. And, in spite of the boy's resistance, he plunged his hands into his pockets, and drew forth the miniature. There was—a service. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere.
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