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shouldn’t be friends. The word "criticism" had no concrete meaning to her then; no more than "compromise. Lucy followed her. The windows of these rooms were obscured with draperies, their floors a carpet patchwork; the china ornaments on their mantels were of a class apart. I have done from the first moment I saw you. Perhaps it was the recollection of those happy days. You may convert to and distribute this work in any binary, compressed, marked up, nonproprietary or proprietary form, including any word processing or hypertext form. CHAPTER VIII.
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