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He pulled on his pants, his yellow shirt with the ridiculous horse logo, his brown socks, and shoes. ” “You are not a coward,” she repeated, “or you would not be my friend. My eyes are open to you. For a time it really seemed all-sufficient to her that she should love. Lucy, would you like to be my date for the silly little dance they call the Junior Prom?\" There was a pregnant pause as she digested the information. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements.
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