Slowly and ruefully she realized why marriage was so idealized among her generations of those before her. With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured. Prudence attacked her chicken wing. ‘Come, cry a truce. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. It's sixteen days down, with The Tigress.
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