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Excerpts: [... the filigree snow, and their bodies moved with slow motion, like small, light, flat-bottomed boats. I admired them, they were curious. Then a gust ...... a little impudent, and either determined to go back into the warm shed, or determined not to go back. I could not decide which. Presently the ...... then I vaguely realised that I was reading a man's private correspondence. And ...]
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