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In the second phase, after an hour's stop to consolidate the first gains, the French troops were to press on to the crest of the heights to the north of the ravine of Couleuvre, the village of Douaumont, the fort of Douaumont, the dam and pond of Vaux, and on to the battery of Damloup.

Finding my own footsteps in the deep dust, I got back to a pathway with a monstrous bamboo hedge on one side, and a rice-field on the other, in which was a slimy looking pond with a margin of pink water-lilies, in which a number of pink buffaloes of large size were wallowing with much noise and rough play, plastering their sensitive hides with mud as a protection against mosquitoes.

Often, on my way to the ruined garden, I noticed their footprints indistinctly outlined on the gravel, but deep and triangular where the creatures climbed through soft and yielding soil along the path leading to the pond in the pasture near the wood.

Will you allow me to ask whether you ever personally saw ice at the bottom of a pond when there was none on the surface? and if so, under what circumstances?

The first plunge cast me forward at Harrington's feet; he caught me to his bosom, pressing me there with one arm, while he drew in the sail with the other. "The wind rose high, tearing in a tornado across the pond; but, I am sure sure as I am of the beating of my own heart, that Harrington trembled from other causes than the danger we were in.

He nodded fiercely, as if to confirm it, and began picking up stones from the shore of the pond. He filled the crown of the hat with them, got a string out of his pocket, tied it firmly around the crown, making a strong knot; then he swung his arm back at the shoulder, brought it forward with a wide sweep, and flung the hat past the middle of the Dead Hole.

"Meet me near the duck pond as soon as it's dark to-morrow night; and be sure to bring Betsy's picture with you!" Then Freddie Firefly hurried off to find Dusty Moth, who happened likewise to be looking for him, because he had a question to ask. They met shortly. And Dusty Moth immediately cried: "Have you heard from her?" meaning Betsy Butterfly, of course. "Now, see here!" Freddie Firefly said.

All winter I looked forward to the day when the great gates of the dam would be raised and the pond disappear in a few hours.

"Let's go around by the mill-pond," said Alice, after leaving her brother in the village; "that's where we went skating last Christmas, and the road to it follows the brook up a mile. We may find a few lilies in the pond."

You will notice that these two cuttings have only one thing in common, which is the mention of Pilgrim's Pond, the estate, as you know, of the millionaire Ireton Todd. You also know that he is a remarkable character; one of those that rose on stepping-stones " "Of our dead selves to higher things," assented his companion. "Yes; I know that. Petroleum, I think."