Walking into the bedroom, she quickly shed the miniskirt and sweater, folding them without ceremony. " "Why, what'll you do?" demanded the turnkey. Her safety lay in pretense—that what she saw was as a tale twice told. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. All these things spoke of peace;—but there are seasons when the pleasantest external influences have a depressing effect on the mind, by painfully recalling past happiness.
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