She guessed Jack was having trouble finding the right piece of carving. Washed in light from the vestry window, she held her ground, all thought at bay, bar the steel determination long ago instilled in her by her unconventional tutor. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. ” “I am highly flattered,” she remarked, with subtle irony. ” “So you think. We'll get those books into your room first. I’ve already been accepted to a couple of schools out east.
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