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The Ivory Child

CHAPTER III
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I replied that frequently I did, waiting for the sun to rise next day, for that member of the British aristocracy irritated me.
Thus we parted, and I never saw her again.

She died many years ago, poor soul, and I suppose is now freezing her former acquaintances in the Shades, for I cannot imagine that she ever had a friend.

They talk a great deal about the influences of heredity nowadays, but I don't believe very much in them myself.

Who, for instance, could conceive that persons so utterly different in every way as Lady Longden and her daughter, Miss Holmes, could be mother and child?
Our bodies, no doubt, we do inherit from our ancestors, but not our individualities.

These come from far away.
A good many of the guests went at the same time, having long distances to drive on that cold frosty night, although it was only just ten o'clock.


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