. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. “I think,” he said, “that some one ought to warn her. Well one night, some of us saw him, or thought we saw him, at a café dining with ‘Alcide,’—as a matter of fact, it seems that it was her sister. "No; we never had one; at least, I never saw it.
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