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           Vinton’sfield,aswhiteandstillascobwebsfollowingtheretreatofthesnow,notjustafieldnowbutalargeparallelogramboundedbyrockwallsontwoofitssides,andthentheroadatthebottom,astraightblackseam,andtherivervalleytheVulturesawitallwithitssoaring,bloodshoteyes.Itsawtheriverlikeacoolgraybandofsteel,chunksoficestillfloatinginit;ontheothersideitsawHampden,Newburgh,Winterport,withashipatdock;perhapsitsawtheSt.RegisMillatBucksportbelowitssteamingfumeofcloud,orevenland’senditself,wheretheAtlanticpoundedthenakedrock.

           "Lookathergo,Gage!"Louisyelled,laughing.

           Gagewasleaningsofarbackhewasindangeroftopplingover.Ahugegrincoveredhisface.Hewaswavingtothekite.

           LouisgotsomeslackandtoldGagetoholdoutoneofhishands.Gagedid,notevenlookingaround.Hecouldn’ttakehiseyesfromthekite,whichswunganddancedinthewindandraceditsshadowbackandforthacrossthefield.

           LouiswoundthekitestringtwicearoundGage’shandandnowhedidlookdown,comicallyamazedatthestrongtugandpull.

           "What!"hesaid.

           "You’reflyingit,"Louissaid."Yougotthehammer,myman.It’syourkite."

           "Gageflyneit?"Gagesaid,asifaskingnothisfatherbuthimselfforconfirmation.Hepulledthestringexperimentally;thekitenoddedinthewindysky.Gagepulledthestringharder;thekiteswooped.

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