“I don’t think I’ve ever eaten that much in my entire life, Lucy, and that’s saying something. How provoking!" she added, pretending to rummage her pockets; "one never can find a thing when one wants it. All of us were fussy, colicky babies from what she tells me. “I made two fruit pies and now I have no one to eat them. And now I find, when it is too late, that I might have deserved you—that I am as well born as Thames Darrell. One realized indeed then where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but through which one saw—nothing. Capes?” she heard her aunt saying. ” Lucy coolly marveled as she studied the girl’s face, belly swollen from pregnancy.
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