The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. For a short time they allowed me to share the warmth of their lives. It came with an extreme effect of re-discovery, a remarkable novelty. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. I didn't understand then, but I do now. “You’re so cute. “Where to?” he asked, as the hansom drove up. " So saying, he slung it upon his wrist.
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