"You can shave him, you know. “I thought you were coming right across the Park. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. ” He whispered to himself as her eyes bulged, arms flying furiously. In the '80s such a dress would have indicated considerable financial means; under the sun-helmet it was an anachronism; and yet it served only to add a quainter charm to the girl's beauty. He sat in much the same attitude, and she stood just as she had stood when he told her she could not go to the Fadden Dance.
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