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As a dog eats grass. I have said that I am but a nun now. "Go!" said Lady Trafford; "it is my last request. She pointed hither and yon, smiled and shook her head. ” She looked down at the flowers, still in shock, and gently laid them over her arm like a Miss America candidate practicing a crowning ceremony at a pajama party. "What shall I say? Shall I tell you, or shall I leave you in the dark—as I must always leave her? What shall I say except that I am accursed of men? Yes; I have loved something—her mother. It was not in evidence here, not a sign of it. “I don’t think you can have heard me, Vee,” he said, with intensely controlled fury. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. “All right, Dunster,” he said. I consider even now that the present colour is far less becoming.
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