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27 Her beloved mother Marina was the first in the house to catch it, the first to die. He rose deliberately to his feet and confronted them. . Wrap yourself in my cloak, and keep it. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence! ***** Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. She said”—Ann Veronica shivered again—“‘I hope it won’t make you uncomfortable, my dear’—like that—‘and whatever you do, do be careful of your hair!’ I think—I judge from her manner—that she thought it was just a little indelicate of us—considering everything; but she tried to be practical and sympathetic and live down to our standards. What the editor had to say none of the three cared just then. The day was so darkly overcast that she had to turn on the small white porcelain lamp that sat upon the makeup crowded vanity.
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