She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork. An unhappy little sigh escaped her. The tourist season would soon be at ebb, and it would be late in September before the tide returned. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms. Section 3. Playing became a way of escape. When they came to the round-house, Terry's courage failed him. " "Quite right, Sir James," said Austin.
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