‘He arst me to find him someone who might go with you. She had removed her hat and utterly disarranged her already unruly black locks by running agitated fingers through them. Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack would have been soft work. Perhaps, after all, the others were right. I know you’re young but I think I, no, I know that I love you. He pressed his lips to her with a much greater force than she had anticipated.
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