“What have you done?”
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“It is your own fault, Lucia. “You look more like your old self when you smile,” he remarked. He was a good foster dad that had never so
much as leered at her, not even once. She let him have it all, as it was,
after all, for the last time. Mr. ’
The couple on the sofa stared at her blankly. ”
She raked into the fire with the poker. ”
“We’ve come past it, miss,” the man answered, with a note of finality in his gruff
voice. And yet, as she rose
slowly to her feet and stood looking at him with outstretched hands, a strange
mixture of expressions shining in her wonderful eyes, he realized in some
measure the strength of her determination, felt the utter impotence of anything
which he could say to her. I wish”—
she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have
quarrelled. As a dog eats grass. At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one
won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone?
Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young,
and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old. She
realized that no man had ever placed a mantle of respect
upon her as Sebastian did; respect for more than just her
pretty face and her now lost ability to bear children.
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