'Tis a queer country, but them as is born and bred here seldom leaves it.

Sometimes they try.

They go to the next village inland, or to some town, or to foreign parts, but sooner or later if they live they come back." Jeanne nodded sympathetically.
"It is a wonderful country," she said.

"When I saw it first it seemed to me that it was depressing.

Now I love it!" "And I," the girl remarked, with a sudden passion in her tone, "I hate it!" Jeanne looked at her, surprised.
"It sounds so strange to hear you say that," she remarked.