If I could but——” To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in her throat. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. “Thought so. She read voraciously, and presently, because of her aunt’s censorship, she took to smuggling any books she thought might be prohibited instead of bringing them home openly, and she went to the theatre whenever she could produce an acceptable friend to accompany her. The light of memory flashed in the man’s face. Pottiswick’s daughter found her tongue.
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