She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. If he laid his own suspicions boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. She was radiant. The beachcomber, the lowest in the human scale; and some day he would enter into this estate. I don't believe his name is Taber. She had gone into Morgan's one afternoon for a bag of salt.
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