The Craze of Christina — page 199: what you’re looking at

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The Craze of Christina. 195 CHAPTER XVI. Ir isa week later. There has been alight fall of snow during the night, but the sky is deeply blue without a cloud this morning, and Laon | is like a bride with a lace veil wrapped about her lovely head, a diamond-embroidered veil that sparkles gayly in the brilliant sunshine. Clifford and Christina are leaning together over the wall that surrounds the city, gazing down at the glittering snowy plains far away, and at the white roofs of the station buildings immediately below them. They are engaged to be married, but Clifford, by outstaying the prescribed time of absence, has hopelessly forfeited his fifty thousand pounds! For, of course, in the face of such a trouble as death, of the death, too, of the father of the woman he loved, how was he to desert her and hurry ‘back to England on a mere matter of money! Clifford had felt from the moment he had turned and gone back into the hotel at the bidding of Christina’s sister, that there could be GComichookssco