[The Shoulders of Atlas by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman]@TWC D-Link bookThe Shoulders of Atlas CHAPTER XV 39/58
She still wore her jewels.
She could not bear to take them off.
It was a beautiful night.
The day had been rather warm, but the night was one of coolness and peace.
The moon was just rising.
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