She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. “I wonder if there is!” said Capes, and paused, and then bent down over the boy who wore his hair like Russell. “What is the good of talking?” said her brother.
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