Hills of the Shatemuc by Susan Warner
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We've got 'most enough, I guess."
"Shade! -- I wish there was such a thing. This is a pretty place though, if it wasn't August, -- and if one was doing anything but sitting on a rock fishing." "Isn't it better than Asphodel?" said Winthrop. "Asphodel! -- When are you going to get away from here, Winthrop?" "I don't know." "Has anything been done about it?" "No." "It is time, Winthrop." Winthrop was silent. "We must manage it somehow. You ought not to be fishing here any longer. I want you to get on the way." "Ay -- I must wait awhile," said the other with a sigh. "I shall go -- that's all I know, but I can't see a bit ahead. I'm round there under the point now, and there's a big headland in the way that hides the up view." Again the eyes of the fishers were fixed on their corks, |
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