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Julia always seeleamy-petalled,

white flowers, silvery seaweeds, pellucid olden

or purple, that covered her with a delicate lustre Her wings were

different froht;

and that light seemed to have run down on her flesh

"What the thunder is she trying to do up there?" Ralph asked one day,

stopping at Billy's side Ralph's question was not in reality begotten

sothe "quiet

one" had interested hi, Peachy had interested him most

"I don't know, of course" Billy spoke with reluctance It was evident

that he did not enjoy discussing the "quiet one" with Ralph "At first

irls But,

soo deeper than that - as if it were art, or even

creation Anyway, there's a kind of bi-lateral sy

she does"

Billy fell into the habit, each afternoon, of strolling away frorassy top of one of the