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“Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said. Courtlaw found himself ushered without questions into Annabel’s long low drawing-room, fragrant with flowers and somewhat to his surprise, crowded with guests. ” “What?” “That’s the devil of it!” “Devil of what?. Red apples and snow! How often had these two things entered his thoughts since his wanderings began? Red apples and snow!—and never again to behold them! "I am going out for a little while," she said. The thought allured him, and therein lay the danger.
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