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Chapter 17 No.17
Word Count: 5878
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Released on: 06/12/2017
o an imaginative nature unused to travel. Her mind was like a fresh canvas ready for the hand of the artist. She was
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Westways
“To-day the stage may be crowded, to-morrow empty. The corner novels where only a half dozen people are concerned give no impression of the multitudinous contacts which affect human lives. Even of the limited life of a village this is true.”