The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Let's go up and see how the patient is doing. Beyond was a field sloping steeply upwards, and at the top a small pine plantation. " Her attitude now entirely sisterly, he ceased to be afraid of her; there was never anything in her eyes (so far as he could see) but friendly interest in all he said or did. The ticket line filtered slowly into the glass doors, growing louder and more boisterous by the minute. ” There was a strange look in her face, the look of a frightened child. You two have a good time.
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