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. Yet I fancy that we who have been poor ourselves must be the best judges of the needs of the people. Have you brought me a message from my sister? I understood, I believe, that she was seeing you last night. ‘I knowed he were a wrong ’un, but that. She had made her way since then a little further into the heart of life. ’ Then she frowned.
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