In daylight I belong to the world … in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself … and you.
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"Thank heaven, we've had a fire in it today," she thought, "and all I hope is That Cat hasn't haired up the sofa. If Sarah Pringle got cat hairs on her dress in our parlor … "
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And shall I ever have a room again from which I can see both the rising and the setting sun?
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'To the sweetest teacher in the whole world.'
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And for once in my life I've met a person who could talk me down
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Miss Minerva kept silence for a time and Anne dared say nothing for fear of starting another avalanche of tragedies.
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For the first time in their young lives they felt the force of authority
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Life owes me something more than it has paid me and I'm going out to collect it," said Katherine decidedly. "I feel so much younger than I did this time last year," she added with a laugh
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I will," promised Anne gravely, remembering a small, red-headed damsel who had once begged to be called Cordelia
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I like her, Rebecca, I really do. I was a dreadful little chatterbox when I was a child. I wonder if I sounded as silly to the people who had to listen to me as Hazel does sometimes