“What are you doing?” he asked. He took a handful of the gravelly mud, with which the platform was covered, and threw the small pebbles, one by one, towards the gleam. “I think,” she said, “that I rather like what you have said. She turned there, clasped her hands behind her back and put up her chin. He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers. He turned the water off and handed her a towel. He dropped the key on the counterpane. She is, in her way, a dear. The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks.
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