yourself this morning.”
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She shook her head without turning. “Pay no attention to me. Seven years a
farmer’s wife - it’s time I was used to staying alone.”
Slowly the clear place on the glass enlarged: oval, then round, then oval again.
The sun was risen above the frost mists now, so keen and hard a glitter on the snow
that instead of warmth its rays seemed shedding cold. One of the two-year-old colts
that had cantered away when John turned the horses out for water stood covered with
rime…
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