” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. “Do you mean in looks?” she asked. Martin’s crush. They agreed that they must marry at once, this morning, before the doctor could suspect what was toward. A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. ’ Alderley grinned as his incensed friend refuted the suggestion that he was in need of a pacifier, and moved to the tray which his butler had just a short time past brought into the room and laid on the desk. Now, for the cage, my pretty canary-bird.
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