He pointed to where the lights still burned in Anna’s windows. Where the stuff came from was always a mystery. "Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered. I guess those books are okay because they are fiction. “They’d better not,” said Hetty. ” “Of course,” his friend answered. “Nobody understands them, of course, but we all look as though we did.
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