The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. “Where?” “To that ball. She shuddered. The hope that had been suddenly kindled in the youth's bosom was as suddenly extinguished. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. But let that verse tell my secret. ‘I’m damned if I see what you have to complain of,’ uttered Charvill, a faintly bewildered note underlying his irascibility.
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