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The Oakdale Affair: A Fiction/Literature, Romance Classic By Edgar Rice Burroughs! AAA+++
The Oakdale Affair: A Fiction/Literature, Romance Classic By Edgar Rice Burroughs! AAA+++
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The boy stuffed his loot back into his pockets and came closer to the fire. Its warmth felt most comfort- able, for the Spring night was growing chill. He looked about him at the motley company, some half-spruce in clothing that suggested a Kuppenmarx label and a not too far association with a tailor's goose, others in rags, all but one unshaven and all more or less dirty--for the open road is close to Nature, which is principally dirt.
"Shake hands with Dopey Charlie," said The Sky Pi- lot, whose age and corpulency appeared to stamp him with the hall mark of authority. The youth did as he was bid, smiling into the sullen, chalk-white face and taking the clammy hand extended toward him. Was it a shudder that passed through the lithe, young figure or was it merely a subconscious recognition of the final pass- ing of the bodily cold before the glowing warmth of the blaze? "And Soup Face," continued...
The boy stuffed his loot back into his pockets and came closer to the fire. Its warmth felt most comfort- able, for the Spring night was growing chill. He looked about him at the motley company, some half-spruce in clothing that suggested a Kuppenmarx label and a not too far association with a tailor's goose, others in rags, all but one unshaven and all more or less dirty--for the open road is close to Nature, which is principally dirt.
"Shake hands with Dopey Charlie," said The Sky Pi- lot, whose age and corpulency appeared to stamp him with the hall mark of authority. The youth did as he was bid, smiling into the sullen, chalk-white face and taking the clammy hand extended toward him. Was it a shudder that passed through the lithe, young figure or was it merely a subconscious recognition of the final pass- ing of the bodily cold before the glowing warmth of the blaze? "And Soup Face," continued...
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