The open books she knew by heart; aye, they had been ground into her, morning and night. She could still remember his face, the perpetually wet lips that turned down at the sides, his drooping Roman eyes. “We are only in the dawn of the Age of Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions. ‘What a fate he finds for me.
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