She hoped desperately that Mrs. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. The Widow and her Child. “Loneliness,” she said, “is a luxury which I never permit myself.
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