Produced by Roland Schlenker, Mary Meehan and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net When winter's breath was on the pane, Through dusk and snow, wild winds and rain, I fled to your bright hearth again To read about a _Shadow_! You lit the lamp, you brewed the tea, Pulled up the deepest chair for me, And set yourselves to guess and see-- _What ailed that minx, Christina?_…
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