She tossed her head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door. 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. Too intent on her search, and convinced besides that she was quite alone, she had been an easy prey. ” Annabel clutched her sister’s hands.
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