Grandfather King could n't resist the temptation . He stepped up to the window and said , ` I 'm glad your appetite has come back to you , Annetta . Your mother need n't worry about your continuing to exist as long as you can tuck away fat , salt pork in that fashion . ' `` Cousin Annetta never forgave him , but she never pretended to be delicate again . '' `` The Jews do n't believe in eating pork , '' said Peter . `` I 'm glad I 'm not a Jew and I guess Cousin Annetta was too , '' said Dan . `` I like bacon , but I can never look at a pig without wondering if they were ever intended to be eaten , '' remarked Cecily naively . When we finished our lunch the barrens were already wrapping themselves in a dim , blue dusk and falling upon rest in dell and dingle . But out in the open there was still much light of a fine emerald-golden sort and the robins whistled us home in it . `` Horns of Elfland '' never sounded more sweetly around hoary castle and ruined fane than those vesper calls of the robins from the twilight spruce woods and across green pastures lying under the pale radiance of a young moon . When we reached home we found that Miss Reade had been up to the hill farm on an errand and was just leaving . The Story Girl went for a walk with her and came back with an important expression on her face . `` You look as if you had a story to tell , '' said Felix . `` One is growing . It is n't a whole story yet , '' answered the Story Girl mysteriously . `` What is it ? '' asked Cecily . `` I ca n't tell you till it 's fully grown , '' said the Story Girl . `` But I 'll tell you a pretty little story the Awkward Man told us -- told me -- tonight . He was walking in his garden as we went by , looking at his tulip beds .
His tulips are up ever so much higher than ours , and I asked him how he managed XXXXX coax them along so early .
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