“Mrs. Bennett, you must unpack it alone, mamma said.”,
“Yes. And the fire worse. Why can’t you have a refugee?”,
Jean, too, crossed the little bridge, climbed the fence, mounted her wheel, and rolled off down the dusty road..
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