’ She inclined her head, looking up at him through her lashes, and passing a tongue lightly over her lips. ” “I’ll wait, then. In the beginning it was a dictionary. She will not confide in me. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. The cause of this uproar was soon manifest. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts.
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