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The plovers wheeled and cried sadly like the spirits of creatures too greatly outnumbered. Edward was a dream; God's Little Mountain was an old tale something forgotten, mist-begirt. Twilight thickened, and birds began to shrill in the dew. Voices came up from the farm. They were back from church. Hazel felt crushed, bruised, robbed.
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