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| so:text | The sun was already a bright, running brook. From the gables of the houses hung sharp-pointed icicles, like gleaming crystal. From time to time one would break off with a snap, and crash at Rose-Anne's feet in shining shards. She progressed very slowly, afraid of falling, always seeking a hand-hold somewhere. Then she would be in soft snow again, which meant harder work but less fear of a slip and fall. (en) |
| so:isPartOf | https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Gabrielle_Roy |
| so:description | The Tin Flute (1945) (en) |
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