Together they disappeared in the willows which fringed the side of the hill.
"Was not that little fellow cute?
I have had several fawns, but have never had the heart to keep them," said Betty.

Then, as Alfred made no motion to speak, she continued: "You do not seem very talkative." "I have nothing to say.

You will think me dull.

The fact is when I feel deepest I am least able to express myself." "I will read to you." said Betty taking up the book.

He lay back against the grassy bank and gazed dreamily at the many hued trees on the little hillside; at the bare rugged sides of McColloch's Rock which frowned down upon them.