‘No, you don’t. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. He returned her to her door at a decent hour, well before 10:00. “She will take her risk,” she answered. “But you yourself,” she exclaimed, glancing into his face, “you too look tired. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday.
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