org/license). She slept in a bedroom clad in linens and skins, walked
down hallways bedecked in the most gay and colorful
frescos. ”
She rested the firing end of the cannon against her
own temple. "
"As many as you please," replied Wood, walking towards the chimney-piece,
and taking down a constable's, staff, which hung upon a nail. She had been built
for canvas and oil-lamps, and this new thingumajig that kept her nose snoring at
eight knots when normally she was able to boil along at ten, and these
unblinking things they called lamps (that neither smoked nor smelled), irked and
threatened to ruin her temper. At the bottom of the trunk I found two of my mother's
dresses. She tried for
her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own
ears.
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