net/license). His eyes closed. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. She got up early, and walked about the garden in the dewy June sunshine and revived her childhood. " "Not now, my love—not now," entreated Wood. It was perfectly logical. ’ ‘I don’t know that there is so much to tell. A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. Were it not for your voice, I don't think I should know you.
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