The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. " "He had better bring half-a-dozen," said the Amazon, taking up a cloth-yard wand, and quietly seating herself; "one won't do. ” “Oh my goodness. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. Fame of any sort was folly and she knew better. As a net result she had come to think of all married people much as one thinks of insects that have lost their wings, and of her sisters as new hatched creatures who had scarcely for a moment had wings.
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