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She roves the blue fields of the North, with the clean North Wind on her lips and her blonde head jewelled with frost— mocking valour and hardihood! Out of the West she comes, riding the great ships and the endless steel ways that encompass the earth, and smoke comes with her and the glare of furnace fires—commerce! From the East she brings strange words upon her tongue and strange raiment upon her shoulders and the perfume of myrrh—antiquity! But oh! when she springs from the South, her rosy feet trailing the lotus, ripe lequats wreathing her head, in one hand the bright torch of danger and in the other the golden apples of love, with her eyes full of sapphires and her mouth full of pearls! "With her eyes full of sapphires and her mouth full of pearls. ” CHAPTER THE SEVENTH IDEALS AND A REALITY Part 1 And now for some weeks Ann Veronica was to test her market value in the world. "Who is it, Bess?" "How should I know?" replied Edgeworth Bess. She leaves me almost without comparisons. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. Help! help!" But her cries were unheeded.
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