So far the boy's mind was clear. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents. ” “And I also,” Brendon echoed. "Rather a devil," groaned her son, "to have done this. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. David Courtlaw.
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