” She shook her head deliberately, hopelessly. 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 thought had not even occurred to him. . . But he had shown no desire for information, no curiosity. I’m a soldier, you see. Saint Giles's Round-house. And they had an idea of what men were like behind all their nicety.
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