Michelle was on her like a fly, asking her questions about her past foster homes she did her best to avoid, pretending to be swamped every night with sudden reams of homework and unable to be reached by phone. A corner could hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on delicate miniature wooden stages. Of course there were goats. Spurling, (for she it was,) either by her attractions of purse or person, had succeeded in moving the stony heart of Mr. White became conscious of a distinct sense of uneasiness, and showed it in her face. Only she was conscious of an unfamiliar and wonderful emotion.
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