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" "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. And in the Avenue she had an encounter with Ramage. “Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. I have written, called—of what avail is anything—against that look. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk.
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