'Not dressed, Rose? said Leonora, a little startled. 'We ought to be going in ten minutes. 'Oh, mother! I mustn't go. I mustn't really! The tall slightly-stooping girl, with her flat figure, her plain shabby serge frock, her tired white face, and the sinister glance of the idealist in her great, fretful eyes, seemed to stand there and accuse the whole of Leonora's existence.
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