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"'Cos there's a gale a-getting up as'll perwent you, young freshwater," replied the
tar. Every now and then her general presence became radiantly dazzling
in his eyes; she would appear in the street coming toward him, a surprise, so fine
and smiling and welcoming was she, so expanded and illuminated and living, in
contrast with his mere expectation. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO
exist! You have this home. I don't threaten idly, as you know. ‘And that Suzanne, the
sister of my cousin the vicomte, must choose between Monsieur Charvill and her
brother. But it's
better to have the bride without the weddin' dress, than the weddin' dress without
the bride. “Why don’t you wear your white blouse more often? It
is the prettiest shirt you own. ‘Who is to be angry with you
now?’
‘Miss Prudence, that’s who,’ stated Joan bluntly. “Go on!”
“You know—in Paris they coupled my name with some one’s—an
Englishman’s. She was
breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort
had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly. It’s well hidden, miss.
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