The thought of you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old heart to pieces! For I knew you. He kissed her at the door. It seemed to her that her father was in some inexplicable way meaner-looking than she had supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably, appealing. About her, as she had gone day by day to and from the Tredgold College, she had seen and not seen many an incidental aspect of those sides of life about which girls are expected to know nothing, aspects that were extraordinarily relevant to her own position and outlook on the world, and yet by convention ineffably remote. And after that Alice became remoter than ever, and, after a time, ill. I wonder why on earth the curtains are drawn.
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