“Ever yours, “ANNABEL. “So how about this Friday?” He asked. I hope that you can find an escape in Forever Fifteen. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—” Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door clicked upon them. Ruth flashed in and out of the sunshine; and he took note of the radiant nimbus above her head each time the sunshine touched her hair. Drink the toast, Jack.
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