Her hair once more was arranged with its old simplicity. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories. Rain pounded the tin roof, and waterfalls obscured the pavilion into its own private 91 chamber. They are often to be found dashing about secret passages in strange houses, armed to the teeth. "As long as I live, I'll never forget that dress of hers," Prudence declared. ” Her hand fell back into her lap.
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