“Do you mind very much?” He shook his head. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. “Certainly I was a little way off at the café, and she had a hat and veil on, but I could have sworn that it was ‘Alcide. If you do not find your aunt, my people will take you under wing until you can stand on your own. Ruth was not a woman; she was a phenomenon.
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