“May I hear?” “It really isn’t much to tell,” Drummond answered. But Jack and his companion were already gone. “On or about the day you receive this letter, Anna, the six months will be up. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. It must have cut him. I would not have him know—now—for the world. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring.
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