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"Your sister has left town?" not knowing what else to say.
"Only for a few days; at least so she told me. Have you seen her?"
"No, I have not. A Princess!" dropping into a lighter tone. "You
carry your honors well. It was to be expected of you. I might have
made you a Queen, but that would not have changed you any."
"Thank you. Do you know, a title is a most wonderful drawing
apparatus? Since Thursday it has been a continued performance of
presentations. And I care absolutely nothing for it all. Indeed, it
rests heavily upon me. I am no longer free. Ah, Jack, and to think
that I must blame you! I have been longing all the evening for the
little garden at home. Yes, it will always be home to me. I am almost
an alien. I would rather sell lemonade to poor reporters who had only
twenty-five-cent pieces in their pockets than queen it over a people
that do not interest me and with whom I have nothing in common." She
smiled, rather sadly, I thought, at the remembrance of that garden
scene so long ago.
"Time has a cruel way of moving us around," said I, snapping the clasps
on my gloves, and pulling the fingers and looking everywhere but at
her.
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