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"Who like an April morn appears, / Sunshine and rain, hopes clouded o'er with fears, / Pleased and displeased by starts, in passion warm, / In reason weak." / --Churchill.
Now, whether it was due to the kitchen fire or to the war fever, it would be hard to say, but Mrs. Durdle on that cool September morning gasped with heat, and as she digested the news of the Powick fight and put her pastry into the oven, she hailed with relief any excuse for leaving her domain.