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"Yet what?" I snapped out, with horse eyes.

These four were charmed with an old field given up to sedge, its deep rain-gullies as red as gaping wounds, its dead trees in tatters of long gray moss. Estelle became a student of flowers, Cécile of birds, Camille of trees. All my explanations were alike enchantingly strange. To their minds it had never occurred that the land sloped the same way the water ran! When told that these woods abounded in deer and wild turkey they began to look out for them at every new turn of the road. And the turns came fast. Happy miles, happy leagues; each hour was of a mellower sweetness than the last; they seemed to ripen in the sun. The only drawback was my shame of a sentimental situation, but once or twice I longed to turn the whole equipage into the woods--or the ditch. As, for instance, when three pine-woods cavalrymen had no sooner got by us than they set up that ribald old camp-song,

I laughed insolently. The young ladies sparkled, and so did Miss Harper, as she asked him who had been the proxy.

The flap fell again and my panic was turned into a joy qualified only by a reduced esteem for my general as a judge of character.

"I see."

She struck a mock-sentimental attitude and murmured musically--

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