The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. The doctor and Anna were left alone. ‘Don’t rightly know how you make that out, you being a French spy and a prisoner and all. You will find it somewhere in that book. The barmaids had too strongly appealed to his sense of novelty. But De Maupassant—sheer off! Stick to Dickens and Thackeray and Hugo. Once they were on the move, Kimble seemed to find strength from somewhere. She thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster family about how excited she was.
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