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CHAPTERI
Ifithadnotrainedon
una
acertainMaymorningValancyStirling’swhole
vida
lifewouldhavebeenentirely
diferente
different.
Shewouldhavegone,
con
withtherestofherclan,toAuntWellington’sengagementpicnic
y
andDr.Trentwouldhave
ido
gonetoMontreal.
Butitdidrain
y
andyoushallhearwhat
sucedió
happenedtoherbecauseofit.
Valancywakenedearly,in
la
thelifeless,hopelesshourjustprecedingdawn.
She
había
hadnotsleptverywell.
Onedoesnot
duerme
sleepwell,sometimes,whenoneistwenty-nineon
los
themorrow,andunmarried,inacommunity
y
andconnectionwheretheunmarriedaresimply
aquellos
thosewhohavefailedto
conseguir
getaman.
Deerwoodand
los
theStirlingshadlongsincerelegatedValancytohopelessoldmaidenhood.
Pero
ButValancyherselfhadneverquiterelinquished
una
acertainpitiful,shamed,little
esperanza
hopethatRomancewouldcomeher
camino
wayyet—never,untilthiswet,horrible
mañana
morning,whenshewakenedtothe
hecho
factthatshewastwenty-nine
y
andunsoughtbyanyman.
Ay,therelay
el
thesting.
Valancydidnot
importaba
mindsomuchbeinganoldmaid.
After
todo
all,shethought,beinganoldmaidcouldn’tpossiblybeasdreadfulasbeingmarriedtoanUncleWellington
o
oranUncleBenjamin,or
incluso
evenanUncleHerbert.
What
lastimó
hurtherwasthatshehad
nunca
neverhadachancetobeanythingbutanoldmaid.
Ningún
Nomanhadeverdesiredher.
Thetearscameintohereyesasshe
yacía
laytherealoneinthefaintlygreyingdarkness.
Shedarednotletherselfcryashardasshe
quería
wantedto,fortworeasons.
Shewas
miedo
afraidthatcryingmightbringon
otro
anotherattackofthatpain
alrededor
aroundtheheart.
Shehadhad
un
aspellofitaftershehadgotintobed—ratherworsethan
cualquier
anyshehadhadyet.
Y
Andshewasafraidher
madre
motherwouldnoticeherredeyesatbreakfast
y
andkeepatherwithminute,persistent,mosquito-likequestionsregardingthe
causa
causethereof.
“Suppose,”thoughtValancy
con
withaghastlygrin,“I
respondí
answeredwiththeplaintruth,‘Iamcrying
porque
becauseIcannotgetmarried.’Howhorrified
Madre
Motherwouldbe—thoughsheisashamed
todos
everydayofherlifeofheroldmaiddaughter.”
Pero
Butofcourseappearancesshouldbekeptup.
“Itisnot,”Valancy
podía
couldhearhermother’sprim,dictatorialvoiceasserting,“itisnotmaidenlyto
pensar
thinkaboutmen.”
Thethoughtofhermother’sexpression
hizo
madeValancylaugh—forshehad
un
asenseofhumournobodyinherclansuspected.
Forthatmatter,therewereagoodmanythings
sobre
aboutValancythatnobodysuspected.
Pero
Butherlaughterwasverysuperficial
y
andpresentlyshelaythere,ahuddled,futilelittlefigure,
escuchando
listeningtotherainpouringdown
afuera
outsideandwatching,withasickdistaste,
la
thechill,mercilesslightcreepingintoherugly,sordid
habitación
room.
Sheknewtheuglinessof
esa
thatroombyheart—knewit
y
andhatedit.
Theyellow-paintedfloor,
con
withonehideous,“hooked”rugbythe
cama
bed,withagrotesque,“hooked”
perro
dogonit,alwaysgrinningather
cuando
whensheawoke;
thefaded,dark-redpaper;
el
theceilingdiscolouredbyoldleaks
y
andcrossedbycracks;
thenarrow,pinchedlittlewashstand;
el
thebrown-paperlambrequinwithpurplerosesonit;
thespotted
viejo
oldlooking-glasswiththecrackacrossit,proppedupontheinadequatedressing-table;
el
thejarofancientpotpourri
hecho
madebyhermotherinhermythicalhoneymoon;
la
theshell-coveredbox,withoneburstcorner,whichCousinStickles
había
hadmadeinherequallymythicalgirlhood;
thebeadedpincushion
con
withhalfitsbeadfringegone;
la
theonestiff,yellowchair;
thefaded
viejo
oldmotto,“Gonebutnotforgotten,”
trabajado
workedincolouredyarnsaboutGreat-grand-motherStirling’sgrim
viejo
oldface;
theoldphotographsofancientrelatives
tiempo
longbanishedfromtheroomsbelow.
Therewere
sólo
onlytwopicturesthatwerenotofrelatives.
One,an
viejo
oldchromoofapuppy
sentado
sittingonarainydoorstep.
Ese
ThatpicturealwaysmadeValancyunhappy.
Ese
Thatforlornlittledogcrouchedon
la
thedoorstepinthedrivingrain!
Por qué
Whydidn’tsomeoneopen
la
thedoorandlethimin?
The
otro
otherpicturewasafaded,passe-partoutedengravingofQueenLouisecomingdownastairway,whichAuntWellington
había
hadlavishlygivenheronhertenthbirthday.
Fornineteenyearsshe
había
hadlookedatitand
odiado
hatedit,beautiful,smug,self-satisfiedQueenLouise.
Pero
Butsheneverdareddestroyit
o
orremoveit.
MotherandCousinStickleswouldhavebeenaghast,
o
or,asValancyirreverentlyexpresseditinherthoughts,wouldhavehad
un
afit.
Everyroominthe
casa
housewasugly,ofcourse.
Pero
Butdownstairsappearanceswerekeptupsomewhat.
Therewas
no
nomoneyforroomsnobodyever
visto
saw.
Valancysometimesfeltthatshe
podría
couldhavedonesomethingforher
habitación
roomherself,evenwithoutmoney,
si
ifshewerepermitted.
Buther
madre
motherhadnegativedeverytimidsuggestion
y
andValancydidnotpersist.
Valancy
nunca
neverpersisted.
Shewasafraidto.
Her
madre
mothercouldnotbrookopposition.
Mrs.Stirlingwouldsulkfordays
si
ifoffended,withtheairsof
una
aninsultedduchess.
Theonly
lo
thingValancylikedabouther
habitación
roomwasthatshecouldbealonethereat
noche
nighttocryifshe
quería
wantedto.
But,afterall,whatdiditmatter
si
ifaroom,whichyou
usabas
usedfornothingexceptsleeping
y
anddressingin,wereugly?
Valancywas
nunca
neverpermittedtostayaloneinher
habitación
roomforanyotherpurpose.
Gente
Peoplewhowantedtobealone,soMrs.FrederickStirling
y
andCousinSticklesbelieved,could
sólo
onlywanttobealoneforsomesinisterpurpose.
Pero
ButherroomintheBlueCastlewas
todo
everythingaroomshouldbe.
Valancy,socowed
y
andsubduedandoverriddenandsnubbedin
real
reallife,waswonttoletherself
ir
gorathersplendidlyinherday-dreams.
Nadie
NobodyintheStirlingclan,
o
oritsramifications,suspectedthis,
menos
leastofallhermother
y
andCousinStickles.
Theynever
supieron
knewthatValancyhadtwohomes—theugly
rojo
redbrickboxofa
casa
home,onElmStreet,andtheBlueCastleinSpain.
Valancy
había
hadlivedspirituallyintheBlueCastleever
desde
sinceshecouldremember.
She
había
hadbeenaverytiny
niña
childwhenshefoundherselfpossessedofit.
Siempre
Always,whensheshuthereyes,she
podía
couldseeitplainly,withitsturrets
y
andbannersonthepine-cladmountainheight,wrappedinitsfaint,blueloveliness,
contra
againstthesunsetskiesof
una
afairandunknownland.
Todo
Everythingwonderfulandbeautifulwasin
ese
thatcastle.
Jewelsthatqueens
podrían
mighthaveworn;
robesofmoonlight
y
andfire;
couchesofroses
y
andgold;
longflightsofshallowmarblesteps,
con
withgreat,whiteurns,and
con
withslender,mist-cladmaidensgoingup
y
anddownthem;
courts,marble-pillared,
donde
whereshimmeringfountainsfellandnightingales
cantaban
sangamongthemyrtles;
hallsofmirrorsthatreflected
sólo
onlyhandsomeknightsandlovelywomen—herselftheloveliestof
todas
all,forwhoseglancemen
morían
died.
Allthatsupportedher
por
throughtheboredomofherdayswas
la
thehopeofgoingon
una
adreamspreeatnight.
Mayoría
Most,ifnotall,oftheStirlingswouldhave
muerto
diedofhorroriftheyhad
sabido
knownhalfthethingsValancy
hizo
didinherBlueCastle.
Foronethingshe
tenía
hadquiteafewloversinit.
Oh,
sólo
onlyoneatatime.
Onewhowooedher
con
withalltheromanticardouroftheageofchivalry
y
andwonherafterlongdevotion
y
andmanydeedsofderring-do,
y
andwasweddedtoher
con
withpompandcircumstanceinthe
gran
great,banner-hungchapeloftheBlueCastle.
Attwelve,
este
thisloverwasafairlad
con
withgoldencurlsandheavenlyblueeyes.
Atfifteen,hewastall
y
anddarkandpale,but
todavía
stillnecessarilyhandsome.
Attwenty,hewasascetic,dreamy,spiritual.
Attwenty-five,he
tenía
hadaclean-cutjaw,slightlygrim,
y
andafacestrongandruggedrather
de
thanhandsome.
Valancynevergrewolder
de
thantwenty-fiveinherBlueCastle,
pero
butrecently—veryrecently—herherohadhadreddish,tawny
cabello
hair,atwistedsmileandamysteriouspast.
Idon’t
digo
sayValancydeliberatelymurderedtheseloversassheoutgrewthem.
Uno
Onesimplyfadedawayas
otro
anothercame.
Thingsareveryconvenientin
este
thisrespectinBlueCastles.
Pero
But,onthismorningofher
día
dayoffate,Valancycouldnot
encontrar
findthekeyofherBlueCastle.
Realitypressedonher
demasiado
toohardly,barkingatherheels
como
likeamaddeninglittledog.
Shewastwenty-nine,lonely,undesired,ill-favoured—the
única
onlyhomelygirlinahandsomeclan,with
no
nopastandnofuture.
Asfarasshe
podía
couldlookback,lifewasdrab
y
andcolourless,withnotonesinglecrimson
o
orpurplespotanywhere.
Asfarasshe
podía
couldlookforwarditseemedcertaintobejust
la
thesameuntilshewasnothingbut
una
asolitary,littlewitheredleafclingingto
una
awintrybough.
Themomentwhen
una
awomanrealisesthatshe
tiene
hasnothingtolivefor—neither
amor
love,duty,purposenorhope—holdsforherthebitternessof
muerte
death.
“AndIjusthavetogoon
viviendo
livingbecauseIcan’tstop.
I
puede
mayhavetoliveeightyyears,”
pensó
thoughtValancy,inakindofpanic.
“We’re
todos
allhorriblylong-lived.
Itsickensmeto
pensar
thinkofit.”
Shewasgladitwasraining—orrather,shewasdrearilysatisfiedthatitwasraining.
Therewouldbe
no
nopicnicthatday.
Thisannualpicnic,wherebyAunt
y
andUncleWellington—onealwaysthoughtofthemin
esa
thatsuccession—inevitablycelebratedtheirengagementatapicnicthirtyyears
antes
before,hadbeen,oflateyears,averitablenightmaretoValancy.
By
una
animpishcoincidenceitwasthe
mismo
samedayasherbirthday
y
and,aftershehadpassedtwenty-five,
nadie
nobodyletherforgetit.
Muchasshe
odiara
hatedgoingtothepicnic,it
ir
wouldneverhaveoccurredtohertorebel
contra
againstit.
Thereseemedtobe
nada
nothingoftherevolutionaryinhernature.
Y
Andsheknewexactlywhat
todos
everyonewouldsaytoherat
el
thepicnic.
UncleWellington,whomshedisliked
y
anddespisedeventhoughhe
había
hadfulfilledthehighestStirlingaspiration,“marryingmoney,”would
decía
saytoherinapig’swhisper,“Not
pensando
thinkingofgettingmarriedyet,mydear?”
y
andthengooffintothebellowoflaughter
con
withwhichheinvariablyconcludedhisdullremarks.
AuntWellington,ofwhomValancystoodinabjectawe,wouldtellheraboutOlive’s
nuevo
newchiffondressandCecil’s
última
lastdevotedletter.
Valancywouldhavetolookaspleased
y
andinterestedasifthedress
y
andletterhadbeenhers
o
orelseAuntWellingtonwouldbeoffended.
Y
AndValancyhadlongagodecidedthatshewouldratheroffend
Dios
GodthanAuntWellington,because
Dios
GodmightforgiveherbutAuntWellington
nunca
neverwould.
AuntAlberta,enormouslyfat,
con
withanamiablehabitof
siempre
alwaysreferringtoherhusbandas“he,”as
si
ifheweretheonlymalecreatureinthe
mundo
world,whocouldneverforgetthatshe
había
hadbeenagreatbeautyinheryouth,wouldcondole
con
withValancyonhersallowskin—.
“Idon’t
sé
knowwhyallthegirlsof
hoy
todayaresosunburned.
WhenIwasa
niña
girlmyskinwasroses
y
andcream.
Iwascounted
la
theprettiestgirlinCanada,mydear.”
Tal vez
PerhapsUncleHerbertwouldn’tsayanything—or
tal vez
perhapshewouldremarkjocularly,“Howfatyou’regetting,Doss!”
Y
Andtheneverybodywouldlaughovertheexcessivelyhumorous
idea
ideaofpoor,scrawnylittleDossgettingfat.
Handsome,solemnUncleJames,whomValancydisliked
pero
butrespectedbecausehewasreputedtobe
muy
verycleverandwasthereforetheclanoracle—brainsbeingnone
demasiado
tooplentifulintheStirlingconnection—would
probablemente
probablyremarkwiththeowl-likesarcasmthathad
ganado
wonhimhisreputation,“Isupposeyou’rebusy
con
withyourhope-chestthesedays?”
Y
AndUncleBenjaminwouldask
algunos
someofhisabominableconundrums,
entre
betweenwheezychuckles,andanswerthemhimself.
“Whatis
la
thedifferencebetweenDossand
un
amouse?
“Themousewishestoharmthecheese
y
andDosswishestocharmthehe’s.”
Valancy
había
hadheardhimaskthatriddlefiftytimes
y
andeverytimeshewantedtothrow
algo
somethingathim.
Butshe
nunca
neverdid.
Inthefirst
lugar
place,theStirlingssimplydidnotthrowthings;
inthe
segundo
secondplace,UncleBenjaminwas
un
awealthyandchildlessoldwidower
y
andValancyhadbeenbroughtupinthefear
y
andadmonitionofhismoney.
Si
Ifsheoffendedhimhewould
cortaría
cutheroutofhiswill—supposingshewereinit.
Valancydidnot
quería
wanttobecutoutofUncleBenjamin’swill.
She
había
hadbeenpoorallher
vida
lifeandknewthegallingbitternessofit.
Sosheenduredhisriddlesand
incluso
evensmiledtorturedlittlesmiles
sobre
overthem.
AuntIsabel,downright
y
anddisagreeableasaneastwind,wouldcriticiseherinsomeway—Valancy
podía
couldnotpredictjusthow,forAuntIsabel
nunca
neverrepeatedacriticism—shefound
algo
somethingnewwithwhichtojabyou
cada
everytime.
AuntIsabelpridedherselfonsayingwhatshethought,
pero
butdidn’tlikeitsowell
cuando
whenotherpeoplesaidwhattheythoughttoher.
Valancy
nunca
neversaidwhatshethought.
CousinGeorgiana—namedafterhergreat-great-grand-mother,who
habían
hadbeennamedafterGeorgetheFourth—wouldrecountdolorouslythenamesof
todos
allrelativesandfriendswho
habían
haddiedsincethelastpicnic
y
andwonder“whichofuswillbethe
primero
firsttogonext.”
Oppressivelycompetent,AuntMildred
sería
wouldtalkendlesslyofher
marido
husbandandherodiousprodigiesofbabiestoValancy,
porque
becauseValancywouldbetheonlyoneshe
pudiera
couldfindtoputupwithit.
Forthesame
razón
reason,CousinGladys—reallyFirstCousinGladys
una vez
onceremoved,accordingtothestrict
forma
wayinwhichtheStirlingstabulatedrelationship—atall,thin
dama
ladywhoadmittedshehad
una
asensitivedisposition,woulddescribeminutelythetorturesofherneuritis.
Y
AndOlive,thewondergirlofthewholeStirlingclan,who
tenía
hadeverythingValancyhadnot—beauty,popularity,love,—would
mostraría
showoffherbeautyandpresumeonherpopularity
y
andflauntherdiamondinsigniaof
amor
loveinValancy’sdazzled,enviouseyes.
Therewouldbenoneof
todo
allthistoday.
Andtherewouldbe
no
nopackingupofteaspoons.
Thepackingupwas
siempre
alwaysleftforValancyandCousinStickles.
Y
Andonce,sixyearsago,
una
asilverteaspoonfromAuntWellington’sweddingset
había
hadbeenlost.
Valancynever
escuchó
heardthelastofthatsilverteaspoon.
ItsghostappearedBanquo-likeat
cada
everysubsequentfamilyfeast.
Oh,
sí
yes,Valancyknewexactlywhatthepicnic
sería
wouldbelikeandsheblessedtherainthat
había
hadsavedherfromit.
Therewouldbe
no
nopicnicthisyear.
IfAuntWellington
pudiera
couldnotcelebrateonthesacred
día
dayitselfshewouldhave
no
nocelebrationatall.
Thankwhatevergodstherewerefor
eso
that.
Sincetherewouldbe
no
nopicnic,Valancymadeuphermindthat,
si
iftherainheldupintheafternoon,she
iría
wouldgouptothelibraryandget
otro
anotherofJohnFoster’sbooks.
Valancywas
nunca
neverallowedtoreadnovels,
pero
butJohnFoster’sbookswerenotnovels.
Theywere“naturebooks”—sothelibrarian
contó
toldMrs.FrederickStirling—“allaboutthewoods
y
andbirdsandbugsandthingslikethat,youknow.”
SoValancywasallowedtoreadthem—underprotest,foritwasonly
demasiado
tooevidentthatsheenjoyedthem
demasiado
toomuch.
Itwaspermissible,
incluso
evenlaudable,toreadtoimproveyour
mente
mindandyourreligion,but
un
abookthatwasenjoyablewasdangerous.
Valancydidnot
sabía
knowwhetherhermindwasbeingimproved
o
ornot;
butshefeltvaguelythat
si
ifshehadcomeacrossJohnFoster’sbooksyears
hace
agolifemighthavebeena
diferente
differentthingforher.
Theyseemedtohertoyieldglimpsesofa
mundo
worldintowhichshemight
una vez
oncehaveentered,thoughthe
puerta
doorwasforeverbarredtoher
ahora
now.
Itwasonlywithinthe
último
lastyearthatJohnFoster’sbookshadbeenintheDeerwoodlibrary,
aunque
thoughthelibrariantoldValancythathehadbeen
un
awell-knownwriterforseveralyears.
“Wheredoeshelive?”
Valancy
había
hadasked.
“Nobodyknows.
Fromhisbookshe
debe
mustbeaCanadian,but
no
nomoreinformationcanbe
tener
had.
Hispublisherswon’tsay
una
aword.
QuitelikelyJohnFosteris
un
anomdeplume.
Hisbooksaresopopularwecan’tkeeptheminatall,
aunque
thoughIreallycan’tseewhat
gente
peoplefindinthemtoraveover.”
“Ithinkthey’rewonderful,”
dijo
saidValancy,timidly.
“Oh—well—”
MissClarksonsmiledin
una
apatronisingfashionthatrelegatedValancy’sopinionstolimbo,“Ican’t
decir
sayIcaremuchforbugsmyself.
Pero
ButcertainlyFosterseemsto
saber
knowallthereisto
saber
knowaboutthem.”
Valancydidn’t
sabía
knowwhethershecaredmuchforbugs
tampoco
either.
ItwasnotJohnFoster’suncannyknowledgeofwildcreatures
y
andinsectlifethatenthralledher.
She
podía
couldhardlysaywhatitwas—sometantalisinglureof
un
amysteryneverrevealed—somehintof
un
agreatsecretjusta
poco
littlefurtheron—somefaint,elusiveechooflovely,forgottenthings—JohnFoster’smagicwasindefinable.
Sí
Yes,shewouldgeta
nuevo
newFosterbook.
Itwas
un
amonthsinceshehadThistleHarvest,sosurelyMother
podría
couldnotobject.
Valancyhad
leído
readitfourtimes—sheknewwholepassagesoffbyheart.
And—she
casi
almostthoughtshewouldgo
y
andseeDr.Trentabout
ese
thatqueerpainaroundthe
corazón
heart.
Ithadcomeratheroftenlately,
y
andthepalpitationswerebecomingannoying,notto
hablar
speakofanoccasionaldizzymoment
y
andaqueershortnessofbreath.
Pero
Butcouldshegotoseehim
sin
withouttellinganyone?
Itwas
un
amostdaringthought.
NoneoftheStirlingseverconsulted
un
adoctorwithoutholdinga
familiar
familycouncilandgettingUncleJames’approval.
Then,they
fueron
wenttoDr.AmbroseMarshofPortLawrence,who
había
hadmarriedSecondCousinAdelaideStirling.
Pero
ButValancydislikedDr.AmbroseMarsh.
Y
And,besides,shecouldnot
llegar
gettoPortLawrence,fifteenmiles
distancia
away,withoutbeingtakenthere.
Shedidnot
quería
wantanyonetoknowabouther
corazón
heart.
Therewouldbesuch
un
afussmadeandeverymemberofthe
familia
familywouldcomedownand
hablarían
talkitoverandadviseher
y
andcautionherandwarnher
y
andtellherhorribletalesofgreat-aunts
y
andcousinsfortytimesremovedwho
habían
hadbeen“justlikethat”
y
and“droppeddeadwithoutamoment’swarning,mydear.”
AuntIsabelwould
recordaría
rememberthatshehadalways
dicho
saidDosslookedlikea
chica
girlwhowouldhavehearttrouble—“sopinched
y
andpeakedalways”;
andUncleWellingtonwould
tomaría
takeitasapersonalinsult,
cuando
when“noStirlingeverhadheartdiseasebefore”;
y
andGeorgianawouldforebodeinperfectlyaudibleasidesthat“poor,
querido
dearlittleDossisn’tlongfor
este
thisworld,I’mafraid”;
andCousinGladyswould
decía
say,“Why,myhearthasbeenlikethatforyears,”inatonethatimpliednooneelsehadany
negocio
businesseventohavea
corazón
heart;
andOlive—Olivewouldmerelylook
hermosa
beautifulandsuperioranddisgustinglyhealthy,as
si
iftosay,“Whyall
este
thisfussoverafadedsuperfluitylikeDoss
cuando
whenyouhaveme?”
Valancy
sentía
feltthatshecouldn’ttell
nadie
anybodyunlessshehadto.
She
sentía
feltquitesuretherewas
nada
nothingatallseriouslywrong
con
withherheartandno
necesidad
needofallthepotherthatwouldensue
si
ifshementionedit.
Shewould
sólo
justslipupquietlyand
ver
seeDr.Trentthatvery
día
day.
Asforhisbill,shehadthetwohundreddollarsthather
padre
fatherhadputinthebankforherthe
día
dayshewasborn.
Shewas
nunca
neverallowedtouseeven
el
theinterestofthis,butshewouldsecretlytakeout
suficiente
enoughtopayDr.Trent.
Dr.
Trentwasagruff,outspoken,absent-mindedoldfellow,
pero
buthewasarecognisedauthorityonheartdisease,
incluso
evenifhewereonlyageneralpractitionerinout-of-the-worldDeerwood.
Dr.Trentwasoverseventy
y
andtherehadbeenrumoursthathemeanttoretire
pronto
soon.
NoneoftheStirlingclan
había
hadevergonetohim
desde
sincehehadtoldCousinGladys,
diez
tenyearsbefore,thatherneuritiswas
toda
allimaginaryandthatsheenjoyedit.
Youcouldn’tpatronisea
doctor
doctorwhoinsultedyourfirst-cousin-once-removedlikethat—nottomentionthathewasaPresbyterian
cuando
whenalltheStirlingswenttotheAnglicanchurch.
CHAPTERII
Cuando
WhenCousinSticklesknockedather
puerta
door,Valancyknewitwashalf-pastseven
y
andshemustgetup.
Aslongasshe
podía
couldremember,CousinStickleshadknockedather
puerta
doorathalf-pastseven.
CousinStickles
y
andMrs.FrederickStirlinghadbeenup
desde
sinceseven,butValancywasallowedtolieabedhalfanhourlongerbecauseofa
familiar
familytraditionthatshewasdelicate.
Valancygotup,
aunque
thoughshehatedgettingup
más
morethismorningthanevershehad
antes
before.