’ A laugh escaped her. He bowed over her hand, venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. Her complexion had resisted the snow-glare wonderfully; her skin had only deepened its natural warmth a little under the Alpine sun. ” Lucy gestured to the Treehouse, which had been roofed and framed. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. She then dried her eyes, and laying her child gently upon the floor, knelt down beside him. " "Exactly my sentiments," rejoined Blueskin.
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