Steeples toppled, and towers reeled beneath its fury. It is your own choice, isn’t it?” She nodded. " As he said this, in a low and mournful, but firm voice, the tears gathered thickly in Winifred's dark eyelashes. I'll try to fill in the gaps. She was posing before the mirror, critically, miserably, defensively, and perhaps bewilderedly. There was no need to be afraid for me.
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