” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. Borne along by the current, Darrell was instantly at the boat's side. When I absorb a fact, my brain weighs the fact carefully and stores it away. . She began to miss him when he was gone during the day and cherish the quiet times he spent only with her. ‘Didn’t mean to say that. Far too old to ask you on your first date. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name.
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