"You have always been, far dearer to me than myself," replied Mrs. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. “I loathe afternoon concerts, and——” She was really like her sister he thought, impressed for a moment by the soft brilliancy of her smile.
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