Like the nuns, she hardly ever looked in a mirror. ” The brutality of his first astonishment was evaporating. Her voice recalled him. “You poor little girl!” he cried. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. I think we will soon, though. It seemed intolerable that she should go home and admit herself beaten.
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