She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. Her eyes flashed. She would never, never go back. Her parents left two weeks later, the weather still fine. A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. I guess we could go for a ride. Only an undermaid I was then.
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