. Your kid has already brought me good luck, and may bring me still more if his edication's attended to. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. Of course I know nothing of what really did happen in Paris—if even you ever saw him there. 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.
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