At times I swear I’ve never met a more jaded fifteen-year-old, and your lie about being sixteen didn’t get by me for one second, believe it. ” She said with a tone of defiance. " The hint was not lost upon Wood. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. Hitherto it had been qualified by her conception of all life as a compromise, by her new effort to be unexacting of life.
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