I don’t think I’ve got illusions, nor you. He relayed many details of the location and the beautiful rivers of her home, a subject she never tired of. Only she was conscious of an unfamiliar and wonderful emotion. Stanley came home at a quarter to six—an earlier train by fifteen minutes than he affected—his sister met him in the hall with a hushed expression. . Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down.
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