"Nothing is quite real, thought Matilda, sitting in the Lovell's pew, aware that the congregation were looking at her from under their hats...She sat, not listening to a word of Mr. Milton's sermon, fuming quietly, unaware that her hands were clenched tightly in her lap, until the doctor's large hand picked one up and held it fast. And when she peeped at him he smiled so that she glowed with happiness."-Matilda's Wedding
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