He was accustomed to such surprises, and enjoyed them. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. "Let me look at the paper.
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