"It was November---the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate windsongs in the pines. Anne roamed through the pineland alleys in the park and, as she said, let that great sweeping wind blow the fogs out of her soul."......L.M. Montgomery
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