Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. See!" she added, tearing the rag from her head,—"I had beautiful black hair once. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. Wood's," was the reply. There were two. Austin was dismissing a host of inquirers who had been attracted thither by the news,—for it had already been extensively noised abroad.
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