And how could I come home—when he locks me in rooms and all that?” “I do wish this wasn’t going on,” said Miss Stanley, after a pause. “Why can’t you tell people that you are what you are? Why all the secrecy?” She looked beyond the farmhouse. It is you who took my name, not I yours.
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