Her faith in human beings revived. She had a few acquaintances, English gentlemen, but she lived with her sister—was a lady. There was the stile on which Jonathan had sat, and he recollected distinctly the effect of his mocking glance— how it had hardened his heart against his mother's prayer. I never let her read stories, or have pets, dolls. ’ Emile’s eyes blazed. Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation.
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