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Chapter 330
"You love this outlook?" he asked. "Yes." "Do you sit here often?" "Every evening." "Is it the sunset that you care for, the roar of the river, just being here high above it all?" "It's that last, perhaps; I don't know." "Haven't you been lonely?" "No." "You'd rather be here with the sheep than be in Lund, or Salt Lake City, as Esther and Judith want to be?" "Yes." Any other reply from her would not have been consistent with the impression she was making on him. As yet he had hardly regarded her as a young girl; she had been part of this beautiful desert-land. But he began to see in her a responsive being, influenced by his presence. If the situation was wonderful to him what must it be for her? Like a shy, illusive creature, unused to men, she was troubled by questions,
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