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Westways

CHAPTER III
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Let us drop it.

Where are those Indian graves ?" They went out and wandered in the woods, until John said, "Oh! this must be that arbutus Leila talks about, just peeping out from under the snow." They gathered a large bunch.
"It is the first breath of the fragrance of spring," said Rivers.
"Oh! yes, sir.

How sweet it is! It does not grow in Europe." "No, we own it with many other good and pleasant things." When they came to the house, Leila was dismounting after her ride.

John said, "Here Leila, I gathered these for you." When she said, "Thank you, John," he knew by her smiling face that he was forgiven, and without a word followed her into the hall, still pursued by the thought; but I was afraid.

He put aside this trouble for a time, and the wood sports with Leila were once more resumed.


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