Sometimes the music would be tender and dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be like the storms crashing, thunderous. Their doors stood open, and placards with big letters indicated the section assigned to each. It was Celeste’s idea. They then clambered over a hedge, and scaling another wall, got into the garden at the back of the house. . Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. ’ Triumph leapt in Gerald’s chest. "Granted it were as you say, Jack," said Wild;—"and I sha'n't take the trouble to contradict you—the estates would be yours hereafter. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood.
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