The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. They were sharp and dripping with black blood. She was sore with the perplexities of her preposterous position. Where even to be a Catholic, they say, is to be looked upon with scorn and disgust. I've just left your nephew. Very soon she would be able to forget it.
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