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The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. Dim souls flitted about her, not only speaking but it would seem even thinking in undertones. It exists because of the efforts of hundreds of volunteers and donations from people in all walks of life. With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. ’ ‘Uh-oh,’ came from her infuriating suitor and his eyes dropped to the weapon she was dragging from the holster under her petticoat. It’s a sort of blacklegging to want to have a life of one’s own.
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