Also she remembered very vividly the smell of orange blossom, and Alice, drooping and spiritless, mumbling responses, facing Doctor Ralph, while the Rev. The original passage, Martha had told her, had led only from an upstairs room to one downstairs. Above her head was an aura of white fire. One can't help being jealous, you know, even of an unworthy object.
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