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The Solitary Summer
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Elizabeth Von Arnim
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Down
the
garden
path,
past
the
copse
of
lilacs
with
their
swelling
dark
buds,
and
the
great
three-cornered
bed
of
tea
roses
and
pansies
in
front
of
it,
between
the
rows
of
china
roses
and
past
the
lily
and
foxglove
groups,
we
came
last
night
to
the
spring
garden
in
the
open
glade
round
the
old
oak;
and
there,
the
first
to
flower
of
the
flowering
trees,
and
standing
out
like
a
lovely
white
naked
thing
against
the
dusk
of
the
evening,
was
a
double
cherry
in
full
bloom,
while
close
beside
it,
but
not
so
visible
so
late,
with
all
their
graceful
growth
outlined
by
rosy
buds,
were
two
Japanese
crab
apples.
The
grass
just
there
is
filled
with
narcissus,
and
at
the
foot
of
the
oak
a
colony
of
tulips
consoles
me
for
the
loss
of
the
purple
crocus
patches,
so
lovely
a
little
while
since.
"I
must
be
by
myself
for
once
a
whole
summer
through,"
I
repeated,
looking
round
at
these
things
with
a
feeling
of
hardly
being
able
to
bear
their
beauty,
and
the
beauty
of
the
starry
sky,
and
the
beauty
of
the
silence
and
the
scent--"I
must
be
alone,
so
that
I
shall
not
miss
one
of
these
wonders,
and
have
leisure
really
to
live."
"Very
well,
my
dear,"
replied
the
Man
of
Wrath,
"only
do
not
grumble
afterwards
when
you
find
it
dull.
You
shall
be
solitary
if
you
choose,
and,
as
far
as
I
am
concerned,
I
will
invite
no
one.
It
is
always
best
to
allow
a
woman
to
do
as
she
likes
if
you
can,
and
it
saves
a
good
deal
of
bother.
To
have
what
she
desired
is
generally
an
effective
punishment."
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