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She cursed the treachery of memory, its frailty and spottiness. " Still his brain refused to assimilate the news or to deduce the tremendous importance of it. I’m going up to London with the Widgetts to that ball. “Miss Ellicot!” Brendon echoed. The McCloskeys had picked Lucy from a bunch of children languishing at the Illinois Christian Home for Children. What a pity! For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet instead of four—broken, without resilience.
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