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Tides of Barnegat by Francis Hopkinson Smith
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cheeks sunken, with little shadows under the cheek-
bones, and the lips narrow and often drawn.

And yet with all these discrepancies and, to some
minds, blemishes there was a light in her deep gray
eyes, a melody in her voice, a charm in her manner,
a sureness of her being exactly the sort of woman
one hoped she would be, a quick responsiveness to
any confidence, all so captivating and so satisfying
that 'those who knew her forgot her slight physical
shortcomings and carried away only the remembrance
of one so much out of the common and of so distinguished
a personality that she became ever after
the standard by which they judged all good women.

There were times, too--especially whenever Lucy
entered the room or her name was mentioned--that
there shone through Jane's eyes a certain instantaneous
kindling of the spirit which would irradiate her
whole being as a candle does a lantern--a light
betokening not only uncontrollable tenderness but
unspeakable pride, dimmed now and then when some
word or act of her charge brought her face to face
with the weight of the responsibility resting upon
her--a responsibility far outweighing that which
most mothers would have felt. This so dominated
Jane's every motion that it often robbed her of the
full enjoyment of the companionship of a sister so
young and so beautiful.

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