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“ There was already a chill in the air at dawn and dusk. Dimity had lit the fire in the drawing room on several recent evenings. Far too soon the curtains would be drawn at tea time, and the long dark nights would be upon them. Not that Charles was wholly sad at the prospect. There was something remarkably satisfying about the domestic side of winter.”

“Fear nothing! Thank God! The first two words took care of the unknown future. The last two covered past mercies received. The rector turned the four words over in his mind, and was strengthened and comforted.”