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It was common name, so I was thrown off the scent. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. "Would you rather be alone?" "No. The drunken beachcombers; the one-sided education; the utter loneliness of a white child without playfellows, human or animal, without fairy stories, who for days was left alone while the father visited neighbouring islands, these pictures sank far below their actual importance. "What a wonderful colour!" she exclaimed. Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she recalled something Major Alderley had said. ‘You give me an excellent excuse to have in the Madeira,’ said his hostess, reaching for a silver hand bell and setting it pealing.
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