. You sent back my Christmas checks. The flowers and turf, a wild strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more interesting than mountains. But you——” Something seemed to catch his breath. Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack would have been soft work. " "So do I!" she cried; "for then you would have been really my brother. “You need a reason. I’m sick of this town and I can’t wait to get out. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul.
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