“Neither you nor I, Nigel, are made of such stuff,” she answered. ” “I like Constance very much. “Dear friend,” she said, “remember that you are speaking to one who has failed in the only serious object which she has ever sought to accomplish. “How old are you?” “Sixteen. ” “Act two,” she continued. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. " "And what should a young man like this one have to forget?" Prudence demanded to know.
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