’ So saying, he pulled her forward, slipping her arms about his back. Spurling, as if struck by a sudden idea. “I have come from a very unfashionable quarter,” she said, “and I do not think that I have been inside a milliner’s shop for a year. The great untrodden world was before her still, into which no one can pass alone.
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