To the poor carpenter it seemed an endless distance. He understood now that it was a part of her inheritance. She understood. I do not command the services of a person who will not tell me why he offers them. The softly glittering summer stars! She saw them shining over mountains of snow, over valleys of haze and warm darkness. In one of the cabins a man sat on the edge of his narrow bunk.
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