” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. To have written a short story in a week was rather a remarkable feat. ” “Yes, Lucy, but you could make the same statement looking in the mirror. A strong coarse man, and there were things in his eyes which made my blood run cold with terror. "My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. Michelle walked up the concrete porch steps, gesturing to Lucy to do the same. Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and flaming sunflowers.
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