The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. She turned there, clasped her hands behind her back and put up her chin. It felt wonderful and golden to bask in the sunlight of their approval, even if their approval was fickle and dangerous. I know nothing of that young lady.
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