" "What kind?" "Dickens, Hugo. " "Puppy-love. He was snoring stupidly. "Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered. We got your message, but you never stay out this late. To-morrow they will know the truth. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. She looked in the rear-view mirror. She is like some character out of Phra the Phoenician: she's been buried for thirty years and just been excavated.
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