” “I’m sorry. Lucy, would you like to be my date for the silly little dance they call the Junior Prom?\" There was a pregnant pause as she digested the information. "It's all over," groaned Wood, "and perhaps it's as well her senses are gone. He was always deceived by these rustlings which promised wind and seldom fulfilled that promise. Each of my scholars thinks it his own shirt.
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