Part 3 She dressed carefully for dinner in a black dress that her father liked, and that made her look serious and responsible. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. My mother, I'm sure, didn't intend to hurt your feelings. “You look more like your old self when you smile,” he remarked. It is useless to talk. Her mouth dry, she made her feet walk on, not daring to utter a word.
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