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The blood throbbed at her brain and the quickened circulation warmed

her till she loosened the cloak at her throat and wondered, in a dazed

sort of hy she had put it on on such a stifling night Then she

reerly uplifted her flushed cheeks that the

falling flakes rip of the storm she holly unconscious There was

a ht, the

exertion of forcing through the storh which she fought her as so much cruel injustice

beaten down She felt that she had the strength and courage to walk to

the end of the earth and she went on and on, never thinking of the

storht Her

head felt light, as if she had been drinking wine, and more than once

she stopped to mop the perspiration from her forehead How absurd for

the snow to fall on such a sultry night, and foolish of those people

who had turned her out to die, thinking it was cold--the theret her breath; a blast of icy wind caught

her cape, and al her of it, and the chill

wrestled with the fever that was consu her, and she realized for