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Kimberly Steele Naperville, Illinois The characters, events, and places depicted in Forever Fifteen are purely figments of the author’s entertaining, overactive imagination. He remembered also, all at once, the very first words he had heard her speak: “I was not born to this. The passage was so narrow that there was only sufficient room for the cart to pass, with a single line of foot-soldiers on one side; and, as the walls of the bridge were covered with spectators, it was not deemed prudent to cross it till these persons were dislodged. "Oh, you're here, are you?" said the ruffian, with an exulting laugh: "I've been looking for you everywhere. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. Indeed it was apparent, from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. Rain pounded the tin roof, and waterfalls obscured the pavilion into its own private 91 chamber. In the hall below she could hear his firm voice giving quick commands to the servants. “I said you were”—he shouted—“NOT TO GO!” She made, and overdid, an immense effort to be a princess. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped.
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