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. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. Though nearly dark, there was still light enough left to enable him to discern surrounding objects. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees.
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