She was saying good-bye to childhood and home, and her making; she was going out into the great, multitudinous world; this time there would be no returning. Wood, in his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle. But tell me how have you escaped from the confinement in which you were placed—come and sit by me—here—upon the bed—give me your hand—and tell me all about it. She twisted to meet him and folded into his embrace.
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