" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. I wouldn’t recommend doing anything. It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention. “Stuffy these trees make the Avenue,” said Mr. Wild allowed you to have your fine clothes again, or you might have been taken in a still more disgraceful garb.
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