The trip took a full day. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. The tears flowed faster. Playing became a way of escape. You see, I’m selfish. Gracious, there’s the gong. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. Greece was a different place. She had recourse to the torn off strip of petticoat again, and blowing her nose with an air of determination, sniffed back the tears. It is different.
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