The softly glittering summer stars! She saw them shining over mountains of snow, over valleys of haze and warm darkness. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son. “I don’t want to take up your time. And I wish you all the happiness in the world. You’ll have to go back to Remenham House. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. . “Bother it all!” she swore. ’. “Call me Cathy, John.
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