“This is the slavery of the veiled life. I should like to have had you forgive me. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling. “Are you serious?” “You know very well that I should never joke on such a subject. I could always 108 tell right away whether my new foster home was going to be good or bad. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. ” “But I can’t do that. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same.
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