"My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. You are all that I am or hope to be—the celestial atom God put into me at the beginning. Wood," she continued, in an authoritative tone, seeing her husband ready to depart, "one word before you set out. "Shall I fetch it for you, Sir?" "By all means. The boy would naturally attract the women, if the women were at all romantic. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name.
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