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The Solitary Summer
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Elizabeth Von Arnim
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"But
you
started
so
early--you
must
be
very
tired?"
"Oh,
not
in
the
least,
thank
you."
Then
I
repeated
the
story
about
the
expectant
parson,
adding
to
my
guilt
by
laying
stress
on
the
inevitability
of
the
expedition
owing
to
its
having
been
planned
weeks
before.
April
and
May
stood
on
the
landing
above,
listening
with
surprised
faces,
and
June,
her
mind
evidently
dwelling
on
feathers,
intently
examined
his
shoulders
from
the
step
immediately
behind.
And
we
did
get
away,
leaving
him
to
think
what
he
liked,
and
to
smoke,
or
sleep,
or
wander
as
he
chose,
and
I
could
not
but
believe
he
must
feel
relieved
to
be
rid
of
me;
but
the
afternoon
clouded
over,
and
a
sharp
wind
sprang
up,
and
we
were
very
cold
in
the
forest,
and
the
babies
began
to
sneeze
and
ask
where
the
parson
was,
and
at
last,
after
driving
many
miles,
I
said
it
was
too
late
to
go
to
the
parson's
and
we
would
turn
back.
It
struck
me
as
hard
that
we
should
be
forced
to
wander
in
cold
forests
and
leave
our
comfortable
home
because
of
a
lieutenant,
and
I
went
back
with
my
heart
hardened
against
him.
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