She wore a black satin dress, a little shiny at the seams, a purposeless bow of white tulle at the back of her neck, and a huge chatelaine. " "Then you are taking me on?" Spurlock's eyes grew soft like those of a dog that, expecting the whip, saw only the kindly hand. " Her ear caught much of the lesson, and many things she stored away; but often what she heard was sound without sense. He is an awfully good sort— and now he has come to me to help him if I can.
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