She required no instructions from books; her wit and beauty were her own. He was aware of trying to scream because he was paralyzed and his legs would not move. What she did not know, and what she was never to know, was that the divine fire was hers. " CHAPTER XI. \" He panted, wiping sweat off of his brow with a towel. This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own natural buoyancy. ” “No, that’s okay.
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