That Capes should love her seemed beyond the compass of her imagination. Luck. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. She looked paler than ever; but her countenance, though bewildered, did not exhibit the alarm which might naturally have been anticipated from the strange and perplexing scene presented to her view.
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