But her long fair hair was girlish: and girlish, and touched with the wonder of mortal beauty, her face. * * A great fire, banked high and red, flamed in the grate and under the ivy-twined branches of the chandelier the Christmas table was spread. We saw her, Wallis, didn't we? And deucedly pretty she is too. All the images it had awakened were false.
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