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Ruth took hers in the sea, but was careful never to go beyond her depth because of the sharks. Pale, flesh-colored light filtered in through the corners of the house. The air, perfumed with the delicious fragrance of the new-mown grass, was vocal with the melodies of the birds; the thick foliage of the trees was glistening in the sunshine; all nature seemed happy and rejoicing; but, above all, the serene Sabbath stillness reigning around communicated a calm to her wounded spirit. ” “Yes, yes. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. It is we who have become the parasites and toys. “Shari told me. Don’t take my word for it though.
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