She was the High Priestess. ” “Why not?” “You see, if I do go home my father objects to the College, and as for typing —” “Don’t go home. “I will come—with pleasure,” she said, “if you will promise to treat me as a new acquaintance—not to refer to—Paris—at all. Come close to me, and let me hold your hand, dear. ” She groaned aloud and bowed her forehead to her knees.
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