"Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?"
"Because you are my mother. “She has been to my flat
before. "Oh! that was all, was it?" said the turnkey, quietly reseating himself. . The gardens were
tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose:
flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in
the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had
been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their
clothing in bad need of repair. ”
Anna nodded, and Mr. He had chosen his time well. “Heavens!” she exclaimed. Everything
in the world had changed for her. "Thanks. But to plunge blindly into the unknown!"
"I had to! I had to!"
She had told him only the first part of her story.
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