" "Your father will never oppose your happiness, my dear, I'm sure," said Mrs. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. Concealed among the trees that edged the estate grounds, the watchers paused. After I took the bills it was too late to turn back. She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head.
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