Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. To-night she could have hugged both the old maids. There's the paragraph. "I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. ‘He’d have been that happy if he’d known how you’re the spit of her, miss. It ought never to have begun.
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