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The child has sprung into a youth; the youth has become a man; the man has already begun to feel the advances of age. Her face expressed nothing. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. Dear me, what a difference it has made! No one would ever think that we were sisters.
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