" "I sha'n't want these curtains. We were talking about the suffrage—and I rather scoffed. And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. “It is from his brother in Paris. . The books slid from her arms and fluttered to the floor. He would never recognize me now. "Here's the door. ” “It seems so—so unworthy”—she picked among her phrases “of the noble love you give—” She stopped, through the difficulty she found in expressing herself. Wood's reception of the widow, who, at that moment, was ushered into the room by Winifred, was not particularly kind and encouraging.
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