’ ‘We are not all of us so empty-headed, Melusine,’ pleaded Miss Froxfield. She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this white woman who understood. Leave me my blanket! I'm very cold at night. “The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. You feel that that smile is for you, the words are for you, the whole song is for you.
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