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softly against the wet brown and black of the cliff walland the pink of her
cheeks glowed above it like a rosy light. Marietta had thought her dress far too gay when she bought itbut the
dusk of the ravine road had toned it down to a tint the picture needed for full harmony. Jerrythough the
familiar spot and her presence in it soothed and pleased himwas running ahead with his eager mind to the
farm where Ruth Bellair stood waiting at the gate. Of course she was not really waiting for himbecause she
did not know he was comingnor even that he lived at all. When he had mailed her the package of autumn
leaves Marietta had pressedhe had not sent his name with them. Yet it seemed to him appropriate that she
should be standinga girlish figureby the Moodys' gateto let him in. After that they would walk up the path
togethershe carrying the lilies; and perhaps in the orchardwhere the trees were in bloomthey would pace
back and forth together and talk and talk. Jerry knew it was too early for apple?trees to be blossomingeven
in this weatherbut the orchard where Ruth Bellair walked would be white and pink. So he took his lilies in
his hand and strode awayand Marietta watched him. At the tu yilai:
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