Miss Sally sat down on the second step of the stairs and tucked her wet handkerchief away . She clasped her slender white hands over her knee . In spite of her silvery hair and the little lines on her face she looked girlish and youthful . There was a pink flush on her cheeks , and her big black eyes sparkled with the anger her memories aroused in her . `` I was a young girl of twenty when I met him , '' she said , `` and I was just as foolish as all young girls are -- foolish and romantic and sentimental . He was very handsome and I thought him -- but there , I wo n't go into that . It vexes me to recall my folly . But I loved him -- yes , I did , with all my heart -- with all there was of me to love . He made me love him . He deliberately set himself to win my love . For a whole summer he flirted with me . I did n't know he was flirting -- I thought him in earnest . Oh , I was such a little fool -- and so happy . Then -- he went away . Went away suddenly without even a word of goodbye . But he had been summoned home by his father 's serious illness , and I thought he would write -- I waited -- I hoped . I never heard from him -- never saw him again . He had tired of his plaything and flung it aside . That is all , '' concluded Miss Sally passionately . `` I never trusted any man again .
When my sister died and gave me her baby , I determined XXXXX bring the dear child up safely , training her to avoid the danger I had fallen into .
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