His advice was mostly practical. America, the land of rosy apples and snowstorms, beckoned, and she wanted to fly thitherward. With some difficulty he contrived to raise her to the window, and with still greater difficulty to squeeze her through it—her bulk being much greater than his own. Her soft brown eyes, inherited from Larry, warmed an already pretty face. “Lucy, that’s horrible.
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