I just suppose it isn’t worth the trouble. ’ Gerald could not resist. Their journey had made them indolent, the afternoon was warm, and it seemed impossible to breathe a sweeter air. Gerald sighed. The petals have fallen—the red petals we loved so. They were followed by Jonathan, who carried a stout stick under his arm, and planted himself near the stone. " "Hold!" interposed Winifred, gravely.
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