“Do come and see the Michaelmas daisies at the end of the garden,” said Mr. Her own pack was so light that she left it in the locker. “Oh, but life is difficult!” she groaned. ’ Gerald capitulated. He had a peculiar way of stepping in, in a parry; knew his arm, and its just time of moving; put a firm faith in that, and never let his opponent escape. ’ Amusement flickered in Gerald’s breast. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill.
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