Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. . Listening on the dimlit landing, he saw Roding’s face muscles tighten. A conviction that her sister’s words were true had from the first possessed her.
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