" Something in the child's voice, something in her manner, warned the spinster that her well-meaning inquisitiveness had received a set-back and that it would be dangerous to press it forward again. It mattered not whether she flunked the year as she would soon be gone. How could you draw the curtain aside which hides the great and holy places of life—you, who have never loved?” “You have become French to the core,” she murmured. Perhaps in two or three weeks. ‘Then let her keep her Frenchified titles to herself. Her formerly brown hair was dyed a white shade of blonde.
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