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. The door leaned inward. Under the plumed hat, her eye kindled. Something with iron resolve the father had kept hidden all these years in the lonely citadel of his heart. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. ‘It needs not that you tell me. She hated tricking Shari, whose joy for life was the only thing that made her naive enough to fall for laced iced tea or hot cocoa, depending on the season. “And we will sail that splendor wide, From day to day together, From isle to isle of happiness Through year’s of God’s own weather. He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. Footman or some such. Believe me, it will be better by far that you should consent to marry me. They're apt to be surly to strangers, but it soon wears off.
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