There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. Adventure rules, and morality—looks up the trains in the Bradshaw. ’ A reluctant laugh escaped him. I, too, want to understand—to walk with my head in the light. As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort of shyness.
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