” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. " "I am one-and-twenty," observed Jack. He went over her features one by one in his mind. ” “Not yet. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. We must wash out those stains up stairs, and burn the cloth. She began to want to lay her head down on his chest but absolutely denied herself. Maybe it’s his loss. A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter.
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