“In a sort of beautiful garden-close—wearing lovely dresses and picking beautiful flowers?” “Ah! If one could!” “While those other girls trudge to business and those other women let lodgings. . ” His eyes were burning. “We have,” he said, “to be the utmost friends. I’m going up to London with the Widgetts to that ball. Even to my own brother—if I had one—I could not tell everything, and you, although you are so kind, you are almost a stranger, aren’t you?” “No, no!” he protested. " "I'm sorry. Your mother, for instance, couldn’t.
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