Tickle the ears of their reverences with any idle nonsense you please: but tell them nothing you care to have repeated. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself. There was a strip of old rose brocade in the making that set an ache in the girl's heart for the want of it. She bent down. " But seeing that no notice was taken of the retort, he drew a little aside, and folded his arms, muttering, "This whim will soon be over.
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