167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. CHAPTER II. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. Once again the cavalcade was in motion, and winding its way by St. The cork came out with a loud pop, and Anna could not help wondering how it must sound to the patient little crowd outside. She had imagined she had drowned them altogether. She colored faintly. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill.
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