’ His features relaxed again and he grinned. Ennison,” she said, letting her fingers rest in his. This was not exactly what the woollen-draper desired. “Oh, you know,” she said. Diedermeyer, sweetheart? He just went in. Men ought not to idealize any woman. A world of haystacks, bean-stacks, and strawricks flanked the granges adjoining his habitation; the yard was crowded with poultry, pigeons were feeding at his feet, cattle were being driven towards the stall, horses led to the stable, a large mastiff was rattling his chain, and stalking majestically in front of his kennel, while a number of farming-men were passing and repassing about their various occupations.
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