But then, because my papa had no money, you understand, he sent me to a convent. The fact that it was her trusted friend making illicit love to her remained, in spite of all her effort, an insignificant thing in her mind. "Look at it!" he felt like screaming. "She may yet be saved. "Here!" shrieked Lady Trafford. ’ She smiled on the last words, adding, ‘Oh, I don’t blame you for trying. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha.
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