Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. ” She patted his arm and wiped her tears away. “Have you turned him yet?” Michelle whispered hotly, trying not to raise the volume of her voice. “You’re just a boy! You grow moody and spellbound, John, and the next moment you are ecstatic. " "But you will,—won't you?" she rejoined, looking him coaxingly in the face.
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