“You don’t know him, Anna,” she said with a little shudder, “or you would not talk like that. It was astonishing how often this picture returned: cold rosy apples and flurries of snow. She tucked the mission Bible under her arm, and crooking a finger at Rollo, went forth to the west beach where the sou'-west surge piled up muddily, burdened with broken spars, crates, boxes, and weeds. We will go to the passage and then I shall bind you. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. She went to the basement and shed her sodden coat and scarf, tossing them into her favorite modern appliance, the electric dryer.
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