Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. Upon my word, Anna,” she declared, with a strange little laugh, “you are a thousand times more like me as I was two months ago than I am myself. All at once they came to the top, the faded blue sky overhead, and whichever way he looked, the horizon, the great rocking circle which hemmed them in. And if she is not a nun, nor a refugee, and yet is entirely English, I’m hanged if I know what she is. She watched for five minutes until he completely disappeared over Pine Crest, past the yellow fire hydrant and the dented stop sign.
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