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Was Etta Romney dead or would the months recreate her?
Evelyn believed that they would. The intolerable _ennui_ of her life at Melbourne festered the atmosphere in which such dreams as hers were born and reared. She had that in her blood which no make-believe could prison. Had the whole truth been told, it would have set her down for a gypsy of gypsies -- a true child of the roadside and the caves. But the truth was just the one thing her father hid from her.