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Book Excerpt: but a faint tinge of pink still lingered onher cheek-bones, like the reflection of sunset which sometimescolours the west long after the day is over.When she had tied the parcel to her satisfaction, and laid itwith furtive accuracy just opposite her sister's plate, she satdown, with an air of obviously-assumed indifference, in one of therocking-chairs near the window; and a moment later the shop-dooropened and Evelina entered.The younger Bunner sister, who was a little taller than herelder, had a more pronounced nose, but a weaker slope of mouth andchin. She still permitted herself the frivolity of waving her palehair, and its tight little ridges, stiff as the tresses of anAssyrian statue, were flattened under a dotted veil which ended atthe tip of her cold-reddened nose. In her scant jacket and skirtof black cashmere she looked singularly nipped and faded; but itseemed possible that under happier conditions she might still warminto relative youth."Why, Ann Eliza," she exclaimed, iRead More
