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"What is it?" "The night," she answered. “Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said gently, “I am afraid that some fresh trouble has come to you. At the threshold of the study he bade her good-night; but he did not touch her forehead with his lips. ” She was silent. She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened.
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