The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. Ann Veronica looked bright and a little elated, and she disregarded her father’s invitation to be seated. After Gwen!” “I sent a telegram. “I have a letter for you, and no end of messages. It looked as if it had taken its world for granted and prospered on that assumption—a world in which children were trained to obey their elders and the wills of women over-ruled as a matter of course. “I suppose I should let go if I had.
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