The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. She kept her eyes closed. Ah Cum before the day was over, slyly baiting him. I wonder if a man can quite understand that passionate feeling? It is quite a passionate feeling. They had much to talk about, or rather Miss Prudence had. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. To love in such a way, it is excessively selfish. I—I am a lovesick idiot, and not accountable for my actions. Her efforts were vain.
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