Her hand came up and she laced her fingers with his. 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. Beneath the shelf, containing these books, hung the fine old ballad of 'St. But I do hope, Vee, I do hope—this is the end of these adventures.
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