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Updated: July 5, 2025
It was like the day I ran into her arms down the steep garden-path. 'Did I startle you? she went on. 'Generally you sleep so soundly that I hoped I would not awake you. 'I was awake, dear grandmamma, I said, 'and oh, I am so glad you have come home. I clung to her as if I would never let her go, and then she told me the news from Moor Court.
Then I released it and we strode back along the garden-path together without another word. The afternoon was well advanced by this time, and when we reached the summer-house, where Codd was still reading, we found that a little wicker tea-table had been brought out from the house and that chairs had been placed for us round it.
I don't think I would have carried this thought into action had it not been for `Ally Sloper, our cockatoo, who just then came hopping down the garden-path from the scullery, where he had been having a rare carrying-on with the cat, the rum bird as soon as he caught sight of me flying up on the table and catching hold of the end of father's favourite churchwarden with his claw.
A girl clad in gray and shadow open-air shade which in his hands is so clear and luminous. She walks along a garden-path, her head bent down, dreaming as she goes, and unconsciously nearing a half-open gateway, through which the sunshine is streaming. Above the rustic gate two doves are billing and cooing.
Smiley after him, as he went down the garden-path with bent head, walking more like an old man than she had ever seen him. Then she went into the house, closed it carefully, after the manner of lone women, and went up to her room. But deliciously cool and fragrant as was the tiny chamber, Mrs. Smiley could not sleep that night. Nor did Chillis come to breakfast next morning. A month passed away.
'EH? exclaimed Miss Betsey, in a tone of amazement I have never heard approached. 'If you please, aunt, I am your nephew. 'Oh, Lord! said my aunt. And sat flat down in the garden-path. 'I am David Copperfield, of Blunderstone, in Suffolk where you came, on the night when I was born, and saw my dear mama. I have been very unhappy since she died.
Then they all streamed after him along the garden-path, with the endless messages and warnings girls are so prone to give; and the young man, with a great softness at his heart, went away, as many another John has gone, feeling better for the companionship of innocent maidenhood, and stronger to wrestle with temptation, to wait and hope and work.
Passing up the garden-path and entering the kitchen, he bade the girl a good-afternoon, and asked her if she were waiting for the 'angel een. 'So you call the snow "angels' down," do you? 'Ey, Mr. Penrose, cried her mother. 'Hoo's names for everythin' yo' can think on. 'But why do you call the snow "angels' down," Milly? 'Well, it's i' this way, Mr. Penrose, replied the girl.
I then thought it time to mention the various little signs I had observed on the garden-path; and we forthwith directed our steps to the several spots, carefully examining the ground foot by foot, with the result that we were soon enabled to arrive at something like a definite conclusion.
"Needn't be afraid, she won't hurt you!" shouted a gray-haired man in his shirt-sleeves, who had risen from his seat on the porch and who was now walking down the garden-path. "Get out, Juno! I guess you're the young man that's been painting with our Margaret up in the Gorge. She's been expecting you all morning. Little dusty, warn't it?" Oliver's face brightened up.
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