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The frost lies heavy on the ground; the whole road, and every bush and tree, sparkle brilliantly, as though during the hours when darkness lay upon the earth the dread daughter of Chaos, as she traversed the expanse of the firmament in her ebony chariot, had dropped heaven's diamonds upon the land. The wintry sunshine lighting them up makes soft and glorious the midday. "I hope you have had a nice walk?" says Violet, politely, drawing her skirts aside to make room for Mona, who had just come in. He hurried on..
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