’ ‘No, no,’ the other lady assured her with a twinkle. Playing became a way of escape. We have only those phantoms called memories, which are the husks of dreams. All the village was assembled in the churchyard. “You are not going out—this evening, I trust,” that lady asked, a trifle dismayed. What a heat that news had wrought.
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