” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. " "Didn't the natives have a name for you?" She blushed. There are boats on the lake and shady depths and wildernesses of pine-wood. Entranced, he stared at the name. You do not believe his statement?" "I do not," replied Winifred. . “I suppose he’s frightfully clever,” said Miss Klegg.
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