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Except he was the only idiot who would stay. Wood. Their future would be glorious; he saw it in their eyes; he saw it in the beauty of their young heads. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. " The lad made no answer, but left the room. Slipshod; follow me. You are yet a child; and though you have strayed from the right path, a stronger hand than your own has led you thence. Sheppard remained dissolved in tears. “Do you hear!” she said “whatever you are, wherever you are! I will not be slave to the thought of any man, slave to the customs of any time.
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