[Erema by R. D. Blackmore]@TWC D-Link bookErema CHAPTER XVI 3/12
The grandeur of the world was such that one could only rest among it, seeking neither voice nor thought. Therefore I was more surprised than pleased to hear my name ring loudly through the echoing hollows, and then to see the bushes shaken, and an eager form leap out.
I did not answer a word, but sat with a wreath of white bouvardia and small adiantum round my head, which I had plaited anyhow. "What a lovely dear you are!" cried Firm, and then he seemed frightened at his own words. "I had no idea that you would have finished your dinner so soon as this, Mr.Firm." "And you did not want me.
You are vexed to see me.
Tell the truth, Miss Rema." "I always tell the truth," I answered; "and I did not want to be disturbed just now.
I have so many things to think of." "And not me among them.
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