Wild!" demanded
Trenchard, as if he had formed a sudden resolution. Good riddance to bad rubbish. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you
remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see
anything more tender or beautiful?"
"I remember. The kiss was powerfully moving. She thought of him as
always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and
service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an
infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. An avid reader in many genres, I love to share books
that have given me much pleasure. I
thought that you were he. What was it she had
expected? Surely her moods were getting a little out of hand. Supposing I made up my mind to marry some one of good enough family, but
who was in a somewhat doubtful position, concerning whose antecedents, in fact
there was a certain amount of scandal. I dare say anything seemed better to her
than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use.
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