The Night of Armin and Celie

Celie turned her eyes first from the trail their enemies would follow. The cry that came from her lips brought philip about like a shot. Close up against the timber, a spiral of smoke was rising into the air. He made out, in another moment, the form of a cabin. And now he was filled with an unconrollable desire to laugh. But no sound came from his throat until celie turned to him and swayed into his arms. In the moment of their triumph, her strength was utterly gone.

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