She fought the inclination for a while, then surrendered. “Yes, but maybe later. ‘Read that,’ and threw the telegram at me, so that it went into the tureen. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. Well, this is OUR thing. I cannot let you go. “And where are YOU going?” he said. Capes most unfair,” Miss Klegg went on in a small, even voice; “MOST unfair! I’m glad you spoke out as you did. “Your sex is a terrible fraud. She knew now that he never would. ‘Yes, that is what the nuns they said of me.
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