” Chapter XIX “THIS IS NOT THE END” “I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. ’ A derisive snort greeted this passage. ” Her father’s irony deepened. She felt he would tell people the way, control traffic, and refuse admission to public buildings with invincible correctness and the very finest explicit feelings possible. Only Gwen left a letter on the pincushion. And, if I can render you any service, you may command me.
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