. Her soul was full of the sense of disaster. She clasped her hands over her mouth in a silent scream. “Dear friend,” she said, “do you not think that you are breaking an unspoken compact? I am very sorry. ” “I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our lot. Pile it on! But if you can hear the voice of the mote, the speck, don't let her suffer for anything I've done. “You poor child!” he said; “don’t you see the infinite folly of these proceedings? Think! Think of the love and affection you abandon! Think of your aunt, a second mother to you.
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