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And you are something of a heroine, too. "Yale? Why, so am I. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. He had. ” He dropped his eye-glass with a clatter. ” She seated herself in a loose and easy attitude and surveyed the backs of the Avenue houses; then her eyes wandered to where the new red-and-white villas peeped among the trees. It is the old story of a Westerner meddling with an Eastern custom.
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