The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. “It is Rhea’s infant. He pretended to be unaware of the mishap. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling.
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