“I am afraid,” she answered, “that one’s friends can judge only of the externals, and the things which matter, the things inside are realized only by oneself— stop. ” She brought her knees up to her chest, and rocked back and forth like a small child. A SCENE FROM THE PHOTOPLAY. ’ To Gerald’s relief, the entrance of the butler interrupted them, relieving him of the necessity to explain himself. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. F. . She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her loneliness to-night she distrusted. Endless complications ensue when both sisters return to London.
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