I’ve been on the watch for you. ” He sidled toward her, but she recoiled from him, leaving him in possession of the hearth-rug. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. Heaven alone knows why. “It’s either now or never,” she said to herself.
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