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not misty, but darkened with that shadow of cloud or snow which steeps everything in a green or co, but with the four dead eyes glaring at him he looked round and realised the strange dead day.

The morning was wintry and dim,co狂仙126vered the fact that all romantics know — that adventures happen on dull days, and not on sunny ones. When the chor狂仙126d of monotony is stretched most tight, then it breaks with a sound like song. He had scarcely noticed the weather 狂仙126before,