127 “But Mary Lucia, it isn’t what it looks like! She’s an old friend, there’s nothing serious going on!” Without a word, she about-faced and flew down his steps, running fast, jumping four steps at a time. “Do you like my dress?” “Yes, the dress is beautiful, but you are much more beautiful than any dress. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street. She spoke slowly. " So saying, he closed the lantern. “Why would she do that? Why does she care? That’s a waste of her time. " Nothing on land or water was spared by the remorseless gale. Not at all. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink.
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