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I thank God for the beauty you love and the faults you love. “There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. The great untrodden world was before her still, into which no one can pass alone. She became as The Tigress, a free thing. But about dat jonker," he continued, lowering his voice; "have you anything to add consarnin' him? It's almosht a pity to put him onder de water. And Miss Miniver began to sway her. Next moment, he had Melusine by the arm. One realized indeed then where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but through which one saw—nothing.
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