All at once they came to the top, the faded blue sky overhead, and whichever way he looked, the horizon, the great rocking circle which hemmed them in. As if he read her thought, he spoke it aloud. Anna was suddenly very quiet. I couldn’t help the thought. “Were you ever in love, aunt?” she asked. This "fatal retreat for the unfortunate brave" was marked by a low wooden railing, within which stood the triple tree. “Hullo!” Courtlaw, haggard, his deep-set eyes more brilliant than ever, took Anna’s hand into his, and breathed a little close drawn sigh of content.
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