THE WINDOWnot be fine to-morrow, this odious little man wentand rubbed it in all over again.

"Perhaps it will be fine to-morrow," she said,smoothing his hair.

All she could do now was to admire the re-frigerator, and turn the pages of the Stores listin the hope that she might come upon somethinglike a rake, or a mowing-machine, which, withits prongs | HB: Blue pencil markings possibly indicating page break in American edition.--saraheilefsonand its handles, would need the greatestskill and care in cutting out. All these young menparodied her husband, she reflected; he said itwould rain; they said it would be a positive tornado.

But here, as she turned the page, suddenly hersearch for the picture of a rake or a mowing-machine was interrupted. The gruff murmur,irregularly broken by the taking out of pipes andthe putting in of pipes which had kept on assuringher, though she could not hear what was said (asshe sat in the window which opened on theterrace), that the men were happily talking; thissound, which had lasted now half an hour and hadHB: line of text lassoed in pencil with line indicating out set galley 5outsetgal5taken its place soothingly in the scale of soundspressing on top of her, such as the tap of balls uponbats, the sharp, sudden bark now and then,"How's that? How's that?" of the childrenplaying cricket, had ceased; so that the monoton-ous fall of the waves on the beach, which for themost part beat a measured and soothing tattoo to29
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