“What’s odd?” “Oh, everything!” She shivered, and went to the fire and poked it. You made that thing?” “From a kit. . Taber returning. And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town. “Did I do something wrong?” He asked. ” “Climbing?” “Yes. When first brought under consideration, she was a miserable and forlorn object; squalid in attire, haggard in looks, and emaciated in frame. Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. “This is my way back to my side of the Park,” she said.
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