The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. Lucia had never been so happy, so content. " "That's impossible," replied Jack. But they found him on the veranda when they returned from McClintock's that evening.
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