She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. . But it was of no avail. If I can’t talk anywhere else—I DO want an understanding. ” He drew a little nearer to her. They had got all this down already—they heard the substance of it now for the fourteenth time. My dress, my person will be minutely described. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. Which was not to say that ladies were not interested in him.
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