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758583The Intrusions of Peggyhttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/the-intrusions-of-peggy-6/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/728339/762d67a4-ab8f-4214-9326-4636667d1d50.jpg?v=6383359694021000006161MXNSMITH, ELDER, & COInStock/Ebooks/755513The Intrusions of Peggy6161https://www.gandhi.com.mx/the-intrusions-of-peggy-6/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/728339/762d67a4-ab8f-4214-9326-4636667d1d50.jpg?v=638335969402100000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20141230000283710_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_<p><strong>Example in this ebook</strong></p> <p><strong>CHAPTER I<br> LIFE IS RECOMMENDED</strong></p> <p>The changeful April morning that she watched from the window of her flat looking over the river began a day of significance in the career of Trix Trevallaof feminine significance, almost milliners perhaps, but of significance all the same. She had put off her widows weeds, and for the first time these three years back was dressed in a soft shade of blue; the harmony of her eyes and the gleams of her brown hair welcomed the colour with the cordiality of an old friendship happily renewed. Mrs. Trevallas maid had been all in a flutter over the momentous transformation; in her mistress it bred a quietly retrospective mood. As she lay in an armchair watching the water and the clouds, she turned back on the course of her life, remembering many things. The beginning of a new era brought the old before her eyes in a protesting flash of vividness. She abandoned herself to recollectionsan insidious form of dissipating the mind, which goes well with a relaxed ease of the body.</p> <p>Not that Mrs. Trevallas recollections were calculated to promote a sense of luxury, unless indeed they were to act as a provocative contrast.</p> <p>There was childhood, spent in a whirling succession of lodging-houses. They had little individuality and retained hardly any separate identity; each had consisted of two rooms with folding doors between, and somewhere, at the back or on the floor above, a cupboard for her to sleep in. There was the first baby, her brother, who died when she was six; he had been a helpless, clinging child, incapable of living without far more sympathy and encouragement than he had ever got. Luckily she had been of hardier stuff. There was her mother, a bridling, blushing, weak-kneed woman (Trixs memory was candid); kind save when her nerves were bad, and when they were, unkind in a weak and desultory fashion that did not deserve the name of cruelty. Trix had always felt less anger than contempt for her half-hysterical outbursts, and bore no malice on their account. This pale visitor soon fadedas indeed Mrs. Trevalla herself hadinto non-existence, and a different picture took its place. Here was the Reverend Algernon, her father, explaining that he found himself unsuited to pastoral work and indisposed to adopt any other active calling, that inadequate means were a misfortune, not a fault, that a man must follow his temperament, and that he asked only to be allowed to go his own wayhe did not add to pay itin peace and quiet. His utterances came back with the old distinction of manner and the distant politeness with which Mr. Trevalla bore himself towards all disagreeable incidents of lifeunder which head there was much reason to surmise that he ranked his daughter.</p> <p><strong>To be continue in this ebook</strong></p>1230000283710_SMITH, ELDER, & COlibro_electonico_50b6f806-9d8a-3154-8e7b-3ed7d6405f79_1230000283710;1230000283710_1230000283710Anthony HopeInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/e5d71f56-aa85-4364-8344-808250adad3d-epub-c1cc5146-6741-4ef2-86e6-6dda638a5cce.epub2014-12-03T00:00:00+00:00SMITH, ELDER, & CO