Your adoptive father understands mankind better. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. The joy that filled her veins with throbbing fire urged her to rise and go swinging and whirling and dipping. "Miss Enschede, you're seven kinds of a brick!" "A brick?" He chuckled.
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