She wished her father and aunt would not enjoy their dinner with such quiet determination. "And so you'll turn highwayman, will you, you young dog?" continued the carpenter, cuffing him soundly,—"rob the mails, like Jack Hall, I suppose. 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. It seemed at first the most beautiful afternoon of all time to her, and perhaps the thrill of her excitement did add a distinctive and culminating keenness to the day. He would have to probe further.
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