‘You are a born rebel, ma’am, and I can see now where she gets it from. The softly glittering summer stars! She saw them shining over mountains of snow, over valleys of haze and warm darkness. ‘Softly, you say?’ she uttered, raging. . Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. " "Pshaw!" said Wild.
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