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Several days later she took Cecil to the redwoods. Mrs. Montgomery consented reluctantly -- Lee had always been a little beyond her -- but put up the lunch herself. They started early, for the weather was very warm, and as they rode hard there was little conversation, although both were in high spirits. When they reached the foothills they were obliged to slacken speed, and Cecil said:
"I feel exactly as if we had started out in search of adventures again. Let us hope there will not be a fog nor an earthquake."