CHAPTER 3
PART 18: He Spends an Afternoon in Arden
CHAPTER III
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It was perhaps a week later she told me: "This, beyond any reasonable doubt, is the Forest of Arden."
"But where Rosalind is is always Arden," I said, politely. Yet I made a mental reservation as to a glimpse of the golf-links, which this particular nook of the forest afforded, and of a redheaded caddy in search of a lost ball.