It was Annabel’s. With a little sigh of happiness she accepted this new thing. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. To find the true father at the expense of the beautiful fairy tale Ruth had woven around the woman in the locket was an intolerable thought. There was only one small grated window in this hold, which admitted but little light.
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