The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. I do not think you quite understand my ideals or what is becoming as between father and daughter. Mother and Son XI. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. "It is never too late.
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