This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own natural buoyancy. “Of course!” he said. She forced herself not to think of John. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. Wood, was pronounced by that lady to be very much sprained; and she, forthwith, proceeded to bathe it with a reddish-coloured lotion.
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