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The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. She had time in the afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer occupied by the constant spinning of wool. “I shouldn’t have waited,” she said. He was always deceived by these rustlings which promised wind and seldom fulfilled that promise. Still, there certainly was something in the idea of a treaty. Natives are queer. If the young ladies were dowerless, which seemed likely, their attire at least—so Lucilla assured him in a whisper—was of the first stare. White said.
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