Standing at the window just now, I saw that the branches were nearly bare: just a few black and shrivelled clumps remained.
Some time in the last month all the fruit withered and died while I wasn't looking.
By their fruit
Standing at the window just now, I saw that the branches were nearly bare: just a few black and shrivelled clumps remained.
Some time in the last month all the fruit withered and died while I wasn't looking.
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