She lost it in the Mint. At any rate she must see me. The life of a girl presented itself to her as something happy and heedless and unthinking, yet really guided and controlled by others, and going on amidst unsuspected screens and concealments. I would that you were my own. ’ ‘Never mind the comtesse,’ adjured Prudence. She could not make up her mind which was the finer, more elemental thing, which gave its values to the other.
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