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. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. I do not know anything of him since I have fourteen years, and that he sent me to Blaye to be a nun. Here's a nosegay for you, my love," she continued, opening her basket, and presenting a fragrant bunch of flowers to Winifred, "if your mother will allow me to give it you. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. I’ve got no feminine class feeling.
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