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What Answer?

CHAPTER V
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They were dancing, his sunny head bent till it almost touched the silky blackness of her hair.

"Saxon and Norman," said somebody near who was watching them; "what a delicious contrast!" "They make an exquisite picture," thought the mother, as she looked with delight and dread: delight at the beauty; dread that fills the soul of any mother when she feels that she no longer holds her boy,--that his life has another keeper,--and queries, "What of the keeper ?" "Well ?" she said, looking up at her husband.
"Well," he answered, with a tone that meant, well.

"She's thorough-bred.
Democratic or not, I will always insist, blood tells.

Look at her: no one needs to ask _who_ she is.

I'd take her on trust without a word." "So, then, you are not her critic, but her admirer." "Ah, my dear, criticism is lost in admiration, and I am glad to find it so." "And I.Willie saw with our eyes, as a boy; it is fortunate that we can see with his eyes, as a man." So, without any words spoken, after that night, both Mr.and Mrs.Surrey took this young girl into their hearts as they hoped soon to take her into their lives, and called her "daughter" in their thought, as a pleasant preparation for the uttered word by and by.
Thus the weeks fled.


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