\"Ever thought about letting me do something with your hair?\" Not needing an answer, Shari got up and whipped out a vented brush from an overstuffed drawer. \"May I come in?\" His bravado was increasing. " Sir Rowland, meantime, throw himself on his knees beside his sister, and, clasping her chilly fingers within his own, besought her forgiveness in the most passionate terms. ” “I think I am. Even now, during the recurring doubts of the future, the thought of the island was repellent. “Sure, are you sure you’re okay?” He exited off the highway onto a quiet road and pulled over. "Where is he?" he cried. Indeed, it seemed inevitable that she must clear it up with his assistance, or not at all. Wood had the advantage of her husband in point of years, being on the sunny side of forty,—a period pronounced by competent judges to be the most fascinating, and, at the same time, most critical epoch of woman's existence,—whereas, he was on the shady side of fifty,—a term of life not generally conceived to have any special recommendation in female eyes.
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