Section 2. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Any alternate format must include the full Project Gutenberg-tm License as specified in paragraph 1. Was she interested in that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the city? They had come up on the same boat.
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