She was a large, resilient girl, with a foolish smile, a still more foolish expression of earnestness, and a throaty contralto voice. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. It would not be possible otherwise to live in daily contact with this level-eyed, lovely girl without loving her. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves.
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