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For a time she could scarcely believe he was gone. Taking up a couple of large
stones which lay near, Jack tried to beat the round basils of the fetters into an
oval form, so as to enable him to slip his heels through them. Groups of boys took to ogling her as she walked
frenetically from class to class. It depresses one, you know. “I should like you to come here,” she said. A world of haystacks, bean-stacks, and strawricks flanked the granges adjoining his habitation; the yard was crowded with
poultry, pigeons were feeding at his feet, cattle were being driven towards the
stall, horses led to the stable, a large mastiff was rattling his chain, and stalking
majestically in front of his kennel, while a number of farming-men were passing
and repassing about their various occupations. “I have given it up,” she answered.
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