" "He's coming!" cried Jack, stamping his foot, with vexation. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. The wine was sweetened with cinnamon and cloves and rare edible flowers, which her father had instructed her not to drink excessively of. Whatever happened she need never return to that possibility. At this gate two paths meet.
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