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"By night we lingered on the lawn, / For underfoot the herb was dry; / And genial warmth; and o'er the sky / The silvery haze of summer dawn; / "And calm that let the tapers burn / Unwavering: not a cricket chirr'd: / The brook alone far off was heard, / And on the board the fluttering urn. " / _Tennyson._
"A penny for your thoughts, little Emmie," cried Garth gaily, a few / evenings afterwards, when his abrupt entrance had broken up a / somewhat silent group. The child, who was sitting at Langley's feet / as usual, with her head in her lap, held up her hand warningly.