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The conversation which her entrance had interrupted began to buzz again all around her. The place pulsed with music too loud to converse above. Public school. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. I suppose that shocks one’s ideas. "But I dread the effect your departure may have upon your poor mother. Little by little Sebastian gave to her the story of how she came to be abducted. Then he would turn his face to her, and she would have to think of herself in his eyes.
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