I could resist the tempter now, I am strong in health,—in mind. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. . Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. Nay, for aught I know, some of them may even now have got scent of me. His features were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. " "Impossible," replied Sheppard, in the same tone.
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