That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. You might be able to use the picture some day. Wood," she cried, as the staff fell from his grasp. ” He stood still, looking at her. You are the woman I love, Anna.
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