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Doubt, everywhere! doubt in the far background, as the proper intellectual equivalent to the infinite possibilities of things: doubt, shrewdly economising the opportunities of the present hour, in the very spirit of the traveller who walks only for the walk's sake, "every day concludes my expectation, and the journey of my life is carried on after the same fashion": doubt, finally, as "the best of pillows to sleep on."
"I felt such a longing to be out in the open this morning," she said, when we had exchanged greeting. "It's months since I had a walk for the walk's sake, and now I mean to climb that hill that we motored over from Farnham the Hog's Back, as they call it."
And when I was at my walk's end and stood before the old mother, who was now recovered from her sickness and sitting upright and sound in her arm- chair with her youngest grandchild in her lap, I knew forthwith that I had come to the right person.
It was very seldom, either in town or country, that he walked for the walk's sake; but at St. David's he spent an hour or two every day at hard work either in the garden or at the wood-pile, and made a daily visit in all weathers to the village and the post-office.
They arose; he untied the horse and beckoned it to the walk's edge. "I forgot," she said, laughing, "that I am riding cross saddle. I can mount without troubling you " She set her toe to the stirrup which he held, and swung herself up into the saddle with a breezy "Thanks, awfully," and sat there gathering her bridle. Had she said enough?
"The Long Walk's the place to steal from if I wasn't an honest Root-gatherer," said Harry. John had lovely poppies there that summer.
Until Ida's arrival, Isabel had never taken a walk for a walk's sake, and for the life of her she could not comprehend Ida's love of "trapesing" about the dusty lanes, and over the commons where there was always a wind, Isabel declared, to blow her hair about.
And when I was at my walk's end and stood before the old mother, who was now recovered from her sickness and sitting upright and sound in her arm-chair with her youngest grandchild in her lap, I knew forthwith that I had come to the right person.
She would be so pleased to exchange plants with me, and had I any of the new cactus Dahlias, and so on, until we reached the walk's end, and turned about under a veteran cherry tree that showered us with its almond-scented petals. Then Mrs. Bradford relaxed completely, and pulling down a branch, buried her face in the blossoms, drawing long breaths.
"I'll take it in to him," Maggie said, standing up and stretching out her arms for the tray. The woman looked at her and gave a little "Ah!" of satisfaction, as though, at length, she saw in Maggie's eyes that for which she had been searching. "Why, I do believe," she said, "that walk's done 'ee good." "I do believe," Maggie said, laughing, "it has."
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