Her soft brown eyes, inherited from Larry, warmed an already pretty face. "Eh-day! what's this?" cried Wood, looking up from beneath his spectacles. You bring me this grandfather, whom you know well I do not in the least wish to see, for I have told you so. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more look at that angry red sun. ” He would say every time she wore it.
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