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” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. His kisses drew deeper, he started unlacing her dress. There was nothing on her face to hint of the misery that brimmed her heart this morning. Sebastian was physically beautiful, she reflected. ’ ‘I thought so,’ Gerald said with satisfaction. ‘Not if I heard him aright. ” “I want a vote,” said Ann Veronica. And from that point they went on to a thoroughly embittering wrangle. Her head ached with a hollow pain. ” She replied. He had made himself master of the layout of the house, that was plain. All that was needed to complete the simile was that the girl should burst into song.
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