Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. “A glass slipped from the table,” he explained. “I have been bearing this—for your sake. That person advanced towards him.
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