“Do you think you’ll ever get married, Lucy?” Lucy shifted uncomfortably as she pulled her makeshift nightgown—an old T-shirt—over her head. He dashed against the screen door before she could catch him and made the veranda. "No bones broken, I hope," said Thames, laughing at Jack, who limped towards the bench, rubbing his shins as he went. The softly glittering summer stars! She saw them shining over mountains of snow, over valleys of haze and warm darkness.
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