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The Solitary Summer
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Elizabeth Von Arnim
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He
slowly
brought
his
gaze
from
the
stars
down
to
me
and
smiled.
Then
he
drew
me
on
to
his
knee.
"Don't
get
affectionate,"
I
urged;
"it
is
words,
not
deeds,
that
I
want.
But
I'll
stay
here
if
you'll
talk."
"Well
then,
I
will
talk.
What
am
I
to
say?
You
know
you
do
as
you
please,
and
I
never
interfere
with
you.
If
you
do
not
want
to
have
any
one
here
this
summer
you
will
not
have
any
one,
but
you
will
find
it
a
very
long
summer."
"No,
I
won't."
"And
if
you
lie
on
the
heath
all
day,
people
will
think
you
are
mad."
"What
do
I
care
what
people
think?"
"No,
that
is
true.
But
you
will
catch
cold,
and
your
little
nose
will
swell."
"Let
it
swell."
"And
when
it
is
hot
you
will
be
sunburnt
and
your
skin
spoilt."
"I
don't
mind
my
skin."
"And
you
will
be
dull."
"Dull?"
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