“Don’t we all rather humbug about the coarseness? All we women, I mean,” said she. It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel.
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