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" "Here you have it, my dear," returned the hawker. It's only a gentleman come to offer you his hand. ‘We’ll cross that bridge if and when we come to it. 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. The boat was set free, and the men resumed their seats.
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