“Number 13, please, cabman. Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “don’t!” “Why not?” she asked, smiling. “To tell you the truth, it has seemed just lately as though we were becoming in some measure estranged.
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