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           GagewassittingupintheGerrypackandlookingateverythingoverLouis’sshoulder,goggle-eyed.Ellierangedaheadconstantly,chasingbutterfliesandpickingflowers.

           Thegrassinthebackfieldwasalmostwaisthigh,andnowtherewasgoldenrod,thatlate-summergossipwhichcomestotattleonautumneveryyear.Buttherewasnoautumnintheairtoday;todaythesunwasstillallAugust,althoughcalendarAugustwasalmosttwoweeksgone.Bythetimetheyhadreachedthetopofthefirsthill,walkingstrungoutalongthemownpath,therewerebigpatchesofsweatunderLouis’sarms.

           Judpaused.AtfirstLouisthoughtitmightbebecausetheoldmanwaswindedthenhesawtheviewthathadopenedoutbehindthem.

           "Prettyuphere,"Judsaid,puttingapieceoftimothygrassbetweenhisteeth.LouisthoughthehadjustheardthequintessentialYankeeunderstatement.

           "It’sgorgeous,"RachelbreathedandthenturnedtoLouis,almostaccusingly."Howcomeyoudidn’ttellmeaboutthis?"

           "BecauseIdidn’tknowitwashere,"Louissaid,andwasalittleashamed.Theywerestillontheirownproperty;hehadjustneverfoundtimetoclimbthehillinbackofthehouseuntiltoday.

           Elliehadbeenagoodwayahead.Nowshecameback,alsogazingwithfrankwonder.Churchpaddedatherheels.

           Thehillwasnotahighone,butitdidnotneedtobe.

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