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. " And he looked at the moment as if he had lost all desire to know it. Gerald had been confident that the boy would not dream of disobeying an order thrown at him by a major of militia, but he guessed Jack might be wondering if he was about to be haled off to prison. ToC London, at the period of this history, boasted only a single bridge. . He was waiting in the outer hall as she tiptoed in. She was saying good-bye to childhood and home, and her making; she was going out into the great, multitudinous world; this time there would be no returning. "Once for all, I shall go.
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