Pausing with the intention of turning back, he glanced in the direction of the village church, the tower of which could just be seen through the trees. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. . " So saying, he violently shut and locked the door. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. “Who, me? I scare you?” He asked.
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