You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls. “Here we are, living in the same suburb,” he began. End of Project Gutenberg's Anna the Adventuress, by E. "I know the house well; by the same token that it's a flash crib.
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