He stood by her side, and he suffered her hands to rest in his. I have known Miss Pellissier as long as any of you perhaps, and I have seen something of her since her arrival in London. It seemed incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya, and all the twining beauty of the gods.
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