Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. ‘Lord,’ he uttered, glancing about with a disparaging eye. I miss her a lot. She crawled underneath the soft white sheets, reclining and pulling the blankets up to her chin. Miss Miniver looked over her glasses at her friend almost balefully.
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