<p>'He watched her as she moved about, getting another cup and saucer, cutting cake. How charming she was in her uniform, her soft hair escaping in little tendrils from beneath her cap -- worn with such a becoming air . . . When Victor saw her in her own cottage, she always appealed to him in a special way. He would often picture her as his wife . . . He hated telling her that his mother was absolutely against their marriage . . .'<br><br><br>Ire...
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