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The car swerved round a corner, and Ursula ung against

Skrebensky The contactiht for his hand and clasped it in her

own, so close, so combined, as if they were two children

The wind blew in on Ursula's face, the mud flew in a soft,

wild rush froreen, with

the silver of new hay here and there, and htened on his with a new consciousness, troubled

They did not speak for so faces

And every now and then the car swung her against hiether Yet they

stared out of the s,by But now, it was no

familiar country, it onderland There was the Hee it looked on this wet,

early suic land So out of the trees

Ah, if only she and Skrebensky could get out, dismount into

this enchanted land where nobody had ever been before! Then they

would be enchanted people, they would put off the dull,

custo there, on that hill-slope

under a silvery, changing sky, in whichshowers of blots! If they could walk past the wetted