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\"Yes?\"
\"No one says 'Oh my word' anymore. During her school days, especially her earlier school days, the world had been
very explicit with her, telling her what to do, what not to do, giving her lessons
to learn and games to play and interests of the most suitable and various kinds. She speedily reached
her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. From a bi-secting street came shouting and
music. It was intolerable to think that he might overhear words and
phrases. So I undertook to
protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared,
obliterating it. Had to give up
the work and take to this. Something that is born
anew each time we meet, and pines when we are separated. “Oh,
Veronica!” she said, “to leave your home!”
She had been weeping. Almost
had Martha won out. CHAPTER VIII.
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