The two girls put on shoes and started walking towards the north side of town. “Dear John,” she whispered. He was keen to get to work, but the inspiration would not come. Recurrently she heard: "I don't know; I really don't know. There was something about their greeting and the tone of Annabel’s exclamation which puzzled her. ’ ‘Nonsense, it’ll give Pottiswick something genuine to complain about,’ said Gerald cheerfully, moving to the edge of the trees. Bordered by fine timber, the road occasionally offered glimpses of a lovely valley, until a wider opening gave a full view of a delightful and varied prospect. “I am the most foolish of men. She taught him all the lore she had; about bird-life and tree-life and the changing mysteries of the sea.
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