The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. And you, Austin; and you Langley, I say the same thing to you. ” “Has my sister been unkind to you?” “The family,” he declared, “has not treated me with consideration. A gust of irrational impatience blew through her being. America, the land of rosy apples and snowstorms, beckoned, and she wanted to fly thitherward. What was the alternative to going home? No alternative appeared in that darkness.
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