They took their places at a distant table. She was beauty, the key of magic, the teacher of spells, the predictor of wars, and the gate of the future. No mother would have sent her daughter into the world with such a wardrobe. Then they dressed her in a dirty dress of coarse serge and a cap, and took away her own clothes. Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. She came very near that night to resolving that she would return to her home next morning. “Do I understand you then to refuse my offer?” he asked Anna. I’ve never seen her quite so sure of herself.
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