Things happen to women—proper women—and all they have to do is to take them well. "Well—well," grumbled Jonathan, "I suppose I must be content. "There!" cried Mrs. Well, kill me. I should have gotten out of here months ago!” She opened the passenger side and reclined in the bucket seat. Something that is born anew each time we meet, and pines when we are separated. I have always hated it.
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