She had made her first fight for dignity and freedom as a grown-up and independent Person, and this was how the universe had treated her. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few pages, what little information she had gathered on him through the years. The nose was long and sharp, the chin pointed, the forehead broad and flat, and connected, without any intervening hollow, with the eyelid; the teeth when displayed, seemed to reach from ear to ear. She called them back very soon. This started a thought moving. Whenever she came upon the obliterated word and paused, her father would say: "Faith. The material cares of life hang about your neck like a millstone. I'll bet you haven't given her a bucket of paint in three years.
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