It was her foster brother Mike, on his way to the bathroom. It’s the feinting tricks you have to watch for. But you don’t particularly want to do the job that sets you free—for its own sake. With the last glimmer of decency he had sent the daughter to his sister. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. “That thing’s going on,” she told herself. Only she was conscious of an unfamiliar and wonderful emotion. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes. The pieces fell to the ground in a little white shower.
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