That was the wonder of these stories; one lived in them. A wedding procession turned the corner. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. Her eyebrows, pulled down by the stress of thought, now resumed their normal arches; and pleased with her discovery, she smiled. Section 2.
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