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THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER
The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that
relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the
school. Nay, for aught I know, some of them may
even now have got scent of me. ‘Gérard, do not go,’ she cried, breathless. It was
drafty and cold most of the time, but she found that she
was not nearly as sensitive to the cold as long as he was
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there to warm her up. "I beg pardon, Sir," replied Jack, with the accent and manner of the janizary; "I
was betrayed into the exclamation by my surprise that anything in which Sir
Rowland Trenchard was interested could have reference to so humble a person
as Mrs. "You have both," replied Wood, fervently. ” Lucy had not touched Sebastian or made love
to him in years. In a moment he
was beside her. \"I'd like some popcorn. “I think,” she said, “that I rather like what you have said.
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