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” Ennison took an easy chair. Dolls. “It’s glorious good!” “Suppose now—look at this long snow-slope and then that blue deep beyond —do you see that round pool of color in the ice—a thousand feet or more below? Yes? Well, think—we’ve got to go but ten steps and lie down and put our arms about each other. It was a simple wish. ‘Wait! No time for that. ” Her answer was terse. But she no longer felt Jacomo’s age, even if she looked it.
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