A stout wooden shutter, opening inwardly, being removed, disclosed a grating of iron bars. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. "How old are you?" demanded Miss Prudence. I do not think you quite understand my ideals or what is becoming as between father and daughter. “To your room!” Michelle cowered, her face flushed with anger.
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