“Well, I don’t know,” she said thoughtfully. You had better go to bed. ” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. “For me there is no second turn. To a woman she might have confided; but to this man, kindly as he was, it was unthinkable.
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