The lad had just barely jangled it, when hurrying footsteps could be heard inside. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. He sat with folded arms and knitted brows, thinking intently. "Where are you going?" cried Thames, who, though wholly disencumbered, was scarcely able to keep up with him. What isn’t a day-dream is this: that you and I are going to put an end to flummery—and go!” “Go!” said Ann Veronica, clenching her hands.
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