Johnson, Virginia W. (Virginia Wales), 1849-1916 · New York : Harper & Brothers, Publishers · leaf 66
, andshe ran to the forest without once glancing back. Soon shewas lost in the cool, green twilight made by the lofty trees ;here and there the sunshine shot golden arrows down on herpath, revealing mossy nooks where she discovered berries, ripeand dewy, among tangled vines. The flutter of a bird… … mmmim perhaps suffer death himself. She climbed the mountain toget farther away, her only thought being flight. At last shereached a pool of clear water, high on the mountain-side, wherehis highness Rapp was taking tea, and she stooped to batheher face. No sooner had the crystal drops sprinkled her…
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