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“She found another intriguing object, and she held it up to inspect it. A button. Her brow creased as she stared at the front of the button, which was engraved with a pattern of a windmill. The back of it contained a tiny lock of black hair behind a thin plate of glass, held in place with a copper rim. Swift blanched and reached for it, but Daisy snatched it back, her fingers closing around the button. Daisy's pulse began to race. "I've seen this before," she said. "It was a part of a set. My mother had a waistcoat made for Father with five buttons. One was engraved with a windmill, another with a tree, another with a bridge... she took a lock of hair from each of her children and put it inside a button. I remember the way she took a little snip from my hair at the back where it wouldn't show." Still not looking at her, Swift reached for the discarded contents of his pocket and methodically replaced them. As the silence drew out, Daisy waited in vain for an explanation. Finally she reached out and took hold of his sleeve. His arm stilled, and he stared at her fingers on his coat fabric. "How did you get it?" she whispered. Swift waited so long that she thought he might answer. Finally he spoke with a quiet surliness that wrenched her heart. "Your father wore the waistcoat to the company offices. It was much admired. But later that day he was in a temper and in the process of throwing an ink bottle he spilled some on himself. The waistcoat was ruined. Rather than face your mother with the news he gave the garment to me, buttons and all, and told me to dispose of it." "But you kept one button." Her lungs expanded until her chest felt tight on the inside and her heartbeat was frantic. "The windmill. Which was mine. Have you... have you carried a lock of my hair all these years?”

Daisy And MatthewButtonKeepsakeLock Of Hair
Book:Scandal in Spring
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“Тільки людина здатна брехати. У природі брехні не існує. Хіба брешуть дерева, птахи, вода?.. Можна жити бідно, безтямно, дурнувато, легковажно, важко, але при цьому жити чесно - необхідно. Інакше - морок, ніч, смерть... Найстрашніше - втратити віру. Її гублять раз - і назавжди... А потім шукають. І знаходять виправдання собі. Роблять вигляд, що все гаразд, і посміхаються. Але голка в серці залишається. З нею можна якось жити. Але хіба це життя?”

ButtonIren Rozdobudkoірен роздобудько
Book:Пуговица
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“А ви знаєте, що існують люди, яким не потрібні слава, гроші, розкоші? Їм треба лише, щоб їх любили. Любили і не зраджували. Такі собі невеличкі горобчики, яких приручили, нагодували, напоїли, обігріли. Невже у когось підніметься рука образити свого прирученого горобчика?”

ButtonIren Rozdobudkoірен роздобудько
Book:Пуговица
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