That delightful sense of free, unembarrassed movement was gone. E. That wrappered life, as you call it—we’ve burned the confounded rags! Danced out of it! We’re stark!” “Stark!” echoed Ann Veronica. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. Already the warm sun was drawing from the pines their delicious odour.
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