[english | 1926]
Excerpts: [... day after day, week after week. The trees had nursed him soft whisperings of leaves, slow chant of the needled pines, had first deadened, ...... mail. And when the winds blew and the crests of the trees bent under them, it was as though dainty demoiselles picked up fluttering, leafy skirts, ...... But there had been such suggestion of conscious action in the branch's recoil, so ...]
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