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p77 is "You've diverged uncommonly far!"—Owen laughed back. Fleda, with her hideous crockery and her father's collections, could conceive that these objects, to her visitor's perception even more strongly than to her own, measured the length of the swing from Poynton and Ricks; she was aware too that her high standards figured vividly enough even to Owen's simplicity to make him reflect that West Kensington was a tremendous fall. If she had fallen it was because she had acted for him. She was all the more content he should thus see she had acted, as the cost of it, in his eyes, was none of her own showing. "What seems to have happened," he exclaimed, "is that you've had a row with her and yet not moved her!" Fleda went over them while they walked again; she had no need of the catalogue. At last she spoke once more: "Even the Maltese cross?".

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🎮 "Of course he doesn't know!" cried Fleda indignantly. "You know better than I," said Fleda, speaking with high extravagance.!

🏆 Owen evidently thought her painfully perverse. "It was you who carried it off; you behaved like a brick. And so did I, I consider. If you only knew the difficulty I had! I told her you were the noblest and straightest of women." "Give them up to whom?" Mrs. Gereth more boldly stared.!

🔥 Download p77 "They're beyond me—I give it up," said Mrs. Gereth. "So as not to aggravate Mona?" Fleda suggested.!🔥