He's an interpretative genius, if there ever was one. It is very bad. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour. Her hair was the one part of her that did not exude the air of wealth. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. "Lost no time on the road—eh!—I didn't expect you till to-morrow at the earliest.
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