She lay and nibbled at a sprig of dwarf rhododendron. Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. “MY DEAR MISS PELLISSIER,— “To-morrow the six months will be up. ” Michelle looked away. My birthday was on May first.
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