’ ‘It is so in a convent, you see,’ she explained airily. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. The perfume was the only one she ever used. “You’re our superstar!” Turning to her foster father, she was bear hugged again, squashing the white carnations.
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