The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. Feels as if I’ve been dashing back and forth about the whole country, if you want to know. His eyes were bright, and his voice had in it an unaccustomed timbre. ’ ‘The what, miss?’ asked Kimble, frowning. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. Jack tried it, and found it locked.
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