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Chapter 17

           Sheleadsthelifeofanice-berg,anddoesn’tcarearapforanyone.Shedoesn’tcareforyou,youknow!Iwishshedidshe’dbemorehuman!"

           "I’mverysorryforallthis,"Isaid,smilingintothepiquantefaceofthereallysweet-naturedgirl,andgentlyfasteningthejewelledclaspofhercloakatherthroat"Butyoumustn’tminditsomuch.YouareadearlittlesoulDianakindandgenerousandimpulsiveandalltherestofitbutwellEnglishpeopleareveryapttomisunderstandAmericans.IcanquiteenterintoyourfeelingsstillyouknowLadySibylisveryproud"

           "Proud!"sheinterrupted"My!IguessitmustfeelsomethingsplendidtohaveanancestorwhowaspikedthroughthebodyonBosworthfield,andleftthereforthebirdstoeat.Itseemstogiveakindofstiffnessinthebacktoallthefamilyeverafterwards.Shouldn’twonderifthedescendantsofthebirdswhoatehimfeltkinderstuckupaboutittoo!"

           Ilaughedshelaughedwithme,andwasquiteherselfagain.

           "IfItoldyoumyancestorwasaPilgrimFather,youwouldn’tbelievemeIexpect!"shesaid,thecornersofhermouthdimpling.

           "Ishouldbelieveanythingfromyourlips!"Ideclaredgallantly.

           "Well,believethat,then!Swallowitdownifyoucan!Ican’t!HewasaPilgrimFatherintheMayflower,andhefellonhiskneesandthankedGodassoonashetoucheddrylandinthetruePilgrim-Fatherway.Buthecouldn’tholdacandletothepikedmanatBosworth."

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