She crawled underneath the soft white sheets, reclining and pulling the blankets up to her chin. That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals. ‘That’s just it. Every man in her life had betrayed her one way or another. Senior year started with a whimper. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. " "The Dawn Pearl! Odd, but we white folks aren't half so poetical as the yellow or the black. “How dare you!” she panted, with her world screaming and grimacing insult at her. "They imagine their work is done.
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