Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. '—'It's not to be thought of,' says I, thumping the table till every glass on it jingled; 'and I know a way as'll prevent it. “I knew you would feel it,” said Miss Miniver, as they came away flushed and heated. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. Steeples toppled, and towers reeled beneath its fury. A lot of girls have had it in for him but he must be picky or something because he didn’t go to Junior Prom even though I know he got asked.
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