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“Gross. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. Monsieur is going inside perhaps?” But Sir John’s eyes were still riveted upon the poster, and his heart was beating with unaccustomed force. She agreed entirely with her brother. “He broke up with Katy Pfister last night on the phone, from what I hear. Of late, however, his plotting had assumed a more dark and dangerous complexion. Ray Plote was most certainly feeling restless, what if he had left the house for the evening? She needed to eat. My son is going to build a spaceship to Mars someday right in this room. " "Stay!" said Mrs. ’ Gerald raised his brows. She danced with two others. “I say!” he cried. I am an independent sort of person,” she continued, “and I am engaged in an attempt to earn my own living.
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