Status Updates From Nightingale Wood

p136:
"Good to be alive, eh?” they said to each other, with characteristic English unreserve. “Glad to be alive on a night like this, eh?” - in a world toppling with monster guns and violent death.

p159:
The music swelled and fell as the waves of warm, moon-swayed water rolled round and round, and the dancers dreamed that life was beautiful, in a world toppling with monster guns and violent death.

“She had no money, she ate a great deal of butter, she was only twenty-one, and she had come, at his express and urgent request, to reside at The Eagles for life.”

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