"Oh, God! that I might die too," cried Jack, falling on his knees beside her. Earles threw down his pen with a little exclamation. For a long time he stared at the empty doorway. “My dear Vee!” Her voice became very low. Creative work appeals to me wonderfully. She felt terribly modern, even sporty as the magazines declared you should be. Me, I prefer to forget that I have such a father. If only we are not divided. “About my sister,” she repeated slowly.
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