“Too late, my dear girl,” she exclaimed. His face brightened at the sight of her, and he came toward her. She refused to accept her fate, but what is it that she could do about it? Night after night she invented alternatives. “As if it could possibly matter what such a person thinks of you. This roof is still open to you. For every Eden, there will be a serpent; for every sheepfold, there will be a wolf. She twisted her fingers tightly.
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