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Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. “You can date whomever you wish. But I'll tell e'e what we might do——" The young man heard no more. She did not speak to John in the week of school left after the Prom. He parried without apparent effort. 167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. ” She turned her face to the fire, gripped her hands upon her elbows, and drew her thin shoulders together in a shrug.
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