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"
When
?
"
"
A
matter
of
days
.
"
"
Oh
,
Father
!
It
will
be
harder
than
Frank
.
"
"
And
for
me
harder
than
anything
in
my
life
.
I
have
no
consolation
.
You
at
least
have
your
family
.
"
"
You
have
your
God
.
"
"
Well
said
,
Meggie
!
You
are
growing
up
!
"
But
,
tenacious
female
,
her
mind
had
returned
to
the
question
she
had
ridden
three
miles
without
a
chance
to
ask
.
He
was
leaving
,
it
would
be
so
hard
to
do
without
him
,
but
the
question
had
its
own
importance
.
"
Father
,
in
the
stables
you
said
'
ashes
of
roses
.
'
Did
you
mean
the
color
of
my
dress
?
"
"
In
a
way
,
perhaps
.
But
I
think
really
I
meant
something
else
.
"
