" "Could I credit your wild story, I might do so," returned Thames, with a look of perplexity. “Ugh!” she said. " "Willingly. She sat down awkwardly and helplessly on one of the little stools by her table and covered her face with her hands. It must be sent home this evening. He was beautiful and perfect, his blue eyes smiling at her. The primitive superstition of his Puritan forbears was his; and before this the buckler of his education disintegrated. "Constance is yet living. But ship that girl east as soon as you can.
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