“The rest,” she said, holding tightly to his hands, “is the most important of all. Don't worry about me. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. So long as she could remember, her father had never permitted her to sit at the table unless she came fully dressed. No hair to fall awry, no powder to displace, no ruffles to crush; men are lucky. Her cheeks were aflame. “Perhaps one talks nonsense about a woman’s instinct,” she said.
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