The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. While she worked, Melusine worried over the problem of getting Jack home. He did not want Ruth to see his own stricken countenance; nor did he care to see hers, ravaged by tears. She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock.
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