"Mamma," she said, flushing hotly and turning quickly to her, "please, please don't say anything about that.
I know, I know all about it.
" She wished for what her mother wished for, but the motives of her mother's wishes wounded her.
"I only want to say that to raise hopes..." "Mamma, darling, for goodness' sake, don't talk about it.
It's so horrible to talk about it.
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