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Chapter 69

           Akeenwindwasblowing,andrushedagainstthemfiercely:bleachingthehardground,shakingthewhitefrostfromthetreesandhedges,andwhirlingitawaylikedust.ButlittlecaredKitforweather.Therewasafreedomandfreshnessinthewind,asitcamehowlingby,which,letitcutneversosharp,waswelcome.Asitsweptonwithitscloudoffrost,bearingdownthedrytwigsandboughsandwitheredleaves,andcarryingthemawaypell-mell,itseemedasthoughsomegeneralsympathyhadgotabroad,andeverythingwasinahurry,likethemselves.Theharderthegusts,thebetterprogresstheyappearedtomake.Itwasagoodthingtogostrugglingandfightingforward,vanquishingthemonebyone;towatchthemdrivingup,gatheringstrengthandfuryastheycamealong;tobendforamoment,astheywhistledpast;andthentolookbackandseethemspeedaway,theirhoarsenoisedyinginthedistance,andthestouttreescoweringdownbeforethem.

           Alldaylong,itblewwithoutcessation.Thenightwasclearandstarlit,butthewindhadnotfallen,andthecoldwaspiercing.

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