She laughed. It has something to do with the fact that my Mom had them when she was only seventeen. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. “It isn’t a joke,” she said. The open books she knew by heart; aye, they had been ground into her, morning and night. .
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