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It was the same wood, surely, into which she had run two hours before, and

yet--and yet--When her tears were spent, and she stood up, leaning, with

her loosened hair and her gown that was the color of oak bark, against the

beech-tree, she looked about her and wondered The wonder did not last,

for she found an explanation

"It has been blessed," said Audrey, with all reverence and siht is so different"