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The more I knew of the inmates of Moor House, the better I liked

them In a few days I had so far recovered my health that I could

sit up all day, and walk out sometimes I could join with Diana and

Mary in all their occupations; converse with them as much as they

wished, and aid the pleasure in this intercourse, of a kind now tasted by eniality of

tastes, sentiments, and principles

I liked to read what they liked to read: what they enjoyed,

delighted me; what they approved, I reverenced They loved their

sequestered horey, small, antique structure,

with its low roof, its latticed caserown aslant under the stress of arden, dark with yew and holly--and where no flowers but

of the hardiest species would bloo to the purple --to the hollow vale into which the pebbly bridle-path

leading froate descended, and which wound between fern-

banks first, and then ast a few of the wildest little pasture-