What she had termed illuminative now appeared to be only another phase of the mystery which enveloped the child. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. And as a natural consequence, they don’t do so well, and they don’t get on—and so the world doesn’t pay them. I never could.
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