Wood," she cried, as the staff fell from his grasp. Wood, and you'll find that I've spoken the truth. Her body was perpetually tanned, despite the approach of winter. And she buried herself beneath the straw, which she tossed above her head with the wildest gestures. It’s no good hiding it any more.
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