Long ago. At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard. The future was not so black. Then she looked up the sweep of pine-trees to the towering sunlit cliffs and the high heaven above and then back to his face. I’ve got imagination. In the end, resolution triumphed, as it was sure to do, over the weaker emotions, and he laughed at his fears.
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