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During her visit to the fowl-yard after breakfast she began to elaborate these plans

She was clear now, once again, that the whole thing was a fantastic delusion, and that its sole har (She threw a large handful of round and that only that she would approach Laurie Perhaps even it would be better for her not to go and see hiood sensible letter ht do the work equally well Well, she would wait at least to hear fro a letter fro sunshine, walking up and down before the house with a book, by the tih the iron gate, she saw the post Once ht say, to par; and she went indoors

Herlooked out on to the front; and she -table to it to catch asday She proposed to begin to sketch out what she would say to Laurie, and suggest, if he wished it, to coize for her fussiness, and say that the reason why she riting was that she did not want his mother to be ently, and looked out of theto catch inspiration for the particular frain And as she looked an old gentlelanced up in vain for a name on the stone posts, and stood irresolute It was an old trap, that of the front gate; there was no bell, and it was necessary for visitors to coht in to the front door

Then, so swiftly that she could not formulate it, an anxiety leapt at her, and she laid her pen down, staring Who was this?

She went quickly to the bell and rang it; standing there waiting, with beating heart and face suddenly gone white

"Susan," she said, "there is an old gentleate Go out and see who it is Stop: if it is anyone for ives the nao round the turn to the village and wait forto Mrs Baxter; it may just possibly be bad news"