” Anna promptly alighted with the letter in her hand. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. The comparisons upon which she could draw were few and confusingly new, mixed with reality and the loose artistic conceptions of heroes in fiction. They were childless and servantless, and they had reduced simple living to the finest of fine arts. ” “It’s so strange to think of you—troubled by such things. " Prudence felt the hands stiffen oddly; and again the thought came to her that perhaps this poor child's father had once been, perhaps still was, in the same category as this Taber. However, he has already presented himself to the Charvills, and passed inspection.
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