"There's nothing in his clothes. His arms were naturally big and his chest was covered with a smattering of soft hairs. Teenage boys never change, she thought to herself. “And if she can’t have the right one? “We’ve developed such a quality of preference!” She rubbed her knuckles into her forehead. "I mean to have no one but yourself in it. You don’t know what you ask nor what you say. But this was not a season in which to be needlessly scrupulous. She wasn’t sure of herself when she said it. "Yes, yes," replied Edgeworth Bess. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910.
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