"If I thought he lived——" observed Wood. 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. A faint gleam of returning colour gave her at once a more natural appearance. " "Nothing in the pockets. The poor child! What frightful things she must have seen on that island of hers! The noise of crashing glass caused a diversion; and Ruth turned gratefully toward the sound. All the party were greatly interested by Sheppard's history— especially Figg, who laughed loud and long at the escape from the Condemned Hold. Meantime, a change had taken place in the weather.
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