55/78 And I don't feel at all like permitting you to run wild in town when I'm away and playing hopscotch on the lawn with Drina!" She lay back in her chair, laughing, her hands linked together behind her head. It's much better fun when two can see all those things that I saw--the wild roses just a tangle of slender green-mossed stems, the new grass so intensely green, with a touch of metallic iridescence; the cat's-paws chasing each other across the purple inland ponds--and that cheeky red fox that came trotting out of the briers near Wonder Head, and, when he saw me, coolly attempted to stare me out of countenance! Oh, it's all very well to tell you about it, but there is a little something lacking in unshared pleasures. |