To have written a short story in a week was rather a remarkable feat. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. “I saw his face in a mirror. Not very long, if you want to get well. ” “I don’t think it makes a rap of difference, except for one thing.
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