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"Where have you been?"

"We went to Derby to see a friend of my father's"

"Who?"

It was an adventure to her to put direct questions and get

plain answers She knew she yuardian--one

of them"

Ursula knew that Skrebensky was an orphan

"Where is really your home now?" she asked

"My home?--I wonder I am very fond of my

colonel--Colonel Hepburn: then there are my aunts: buton your own?"

His clear, greenish-grey eyes rested on her a moment, and, as

he considered, he did not see her

"I suppose so," he said "You see my father--well, he

was never acclimatized here He wanted--I don't knohat

he wanted--but it was a strain And ood to ood to me--my mother! Then I went away to school so early

And I must say, the outside world was always e--I don't knohy"

"Do you feel like a bird blown out of its own latitude?" she

asked, using a phrase she hadvery ive her a sense of the vast

world, a sense of distances and large masses of humanity It

drew her as a scent draws a bee from afar But also it hurt