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23738	Ingram, Eleanor M. (Eleanor Marie)	The Thing from the Lake			.txt	text/plain	59351	4932	89	I imagine Phillida had the vaguest ideas of what such places were like. Phillida's voice came over the wire to me like the morning song of a A Phillida as new to my eyes as the house! Sun and sweet wind had worked white magic in the long-closed house. Under cover of the table she put her hand into Vere's, and silence held not stay away from the house for a night, risking that Desire Michell minds like the meeting of eyes in understanding--all in the dark? A long sigh of rising wind passed through the house like a sucked breath Barrier; the light so like the bright imagined head of Desire. thought of Phillida and Vere down in the pleasant living room tempted me key fitted, had come through the dark house to the door of the room So I learned to know Phillida and Mr. Vere and----"	./cache/23738.txt	./txt/23738.txt