Her whole conduct and tone had been modest and ladylike. “I do wish you and your father could come to some agreement. He was continually dramatizing the future, anticipating the singular role he had elected to play. Her eyes still had the fevered glow of sickness, yet she seemed in perfect health. Flattened flowers aren’t for the likes of us. Day by day she followed the spiritual and physical contest between this man and woman.
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