It goes in and out like the sun." Avery leaned back abruptly in her chair.

"Oh, foolish one!" she said, and gathered the child to her with a warmth to which the ardent Gracie was swift to respond.
"And you are coming out with us, aren't you?
Because it's so lovely and cold.

I want to go up on that big hill in Rodding Park, and run and run and run till I just can't run any longer.

Ronnie and Julian are coming too.

And Jeanie and Olive and Pat.