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I do not think that I have the Bohemian spirit at all. Sheppard's dress—extremely
neat and clean, but simply fashioned, and of the plainest and most unpretending
material,—offered nothing assailable; and her demeanour was so humble, and
her looks so modest, that—if she had been ill-looking—she might, possibly,
have escaped the shafts of malice preparing to be levelled against her. Woman's love of silk
is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman
will have her bit of silk. His jawline was
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masculine and severe, only tempered by the soft hazy
color of his eyes. “He is a sad blunderer. Her
elbows were ready. It was a beautiful place that she had found, a round
cave by a small stream. Oh, and weeks and months of thought and feeling there are bottled
up too. What would happen when confronted by
the actual? He was young; she was also young and physically beautiful—his
lawful wife. Still, Katy Pfister is a
grumpy whore who would open her legs for half the
football team if given a chance. His hair is oddly streaked with gray
—I might say a dishonourable gray. "Well," growled Blueskin, "you've had my offer.
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