“You’re our superstar!” Turning to her foster father, she was bear hugged again, squashing the white carnations. “You told me that your name was Meysey Hill. ’ He threw one arm across his own chest and clapped himself on the shoulder. Now I shall never hear it but what this evening will come pouring back over me. I've sent for the priest. Even the chattering monkeys, parrots, and parrakeets departed the fruit groves for the smelly dark of the jungle. The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees.
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