I hope—I am sure that he did not see me. 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. She did not want to seem to shrink from conversation, but all sorts of odd questions were running through her mind. He described her privately to himself as a splendid girl. .
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