An old cook stove, a few cracked dishes, an apple-box cupboard on the wall, two cots and mattresses, a table, and a couple of chairs.

This commitment is not cancellable.

WHY? WHY HIM? WHYYY? WHYYY? WHYYY? WHYYY?

A perfect curve of shin from bated knees to toes; More perfect still the muscles that enridge the thigh, The subtle skeins of blue that ward each folded eye, And open lips fatigued — at once her fears are fled;