"For my part, I don't think you ever quite got over the accident you met with on the night of the Great Storm. " "Except me, dear," insinuated Edgeworth Bess. " Spurlock's glance shot up, flaming again. Nothing at all. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. “His dress for no man lays a snare; A man scores always, everywhere. ” He said, uncrossing his arms.
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