their new green fans overhead, or flung them out to right and left
around the little space, and for some distance in front, till the
green sprays and the straight grey stems were lost on all sides in
a brownish pinkish mist which betrayed a girdle of oaks not yet
conquered by the summer.

She took her seat on the log, and he flung himself beside her. Out
came the stores in his pockets, and once more they made themselves
childishly merry over a scanty meal, which left them still hungry.

Then for an hour or two they sat lounging and chattering in the
warm shade, while the gentle wind brought them every spring scent,
every twitter of the birds, every swaying murmur of the forest.
David lay on his back against the log, his eyes now plunging into
the forest, now watching the curls of smoke from his pipe mounting
against the background of green, or the moist fleecy clouds which
seemed to be actually tangled in the tree-tops, now fixed as long
as they dared on his companion's face. She was not beautiful? Let
her say it! For she had the softest mouth which drooped like a
child with a grievance when she was silent, and melted into the
subtlest curves when she talked. She had, as a rule, no colour, but
her clear paleness, as contrasted with the waves of her light-gold
hair, seemed to him an exquisite beauty. The eyebrows had an
oriental trick of mounting at the corners, but the effect, taken
with the droop of the mouth, was to give the face in repose a
certain charming look of delicate and plaintive surprise. Above all
it was her smallness which entranced him; her feet and hands, her
tiny waist, the _finesse_ of her dress and movements. All the
women he had ever seen, Lucy and Dora among them, served at this
moment only to make a foil in his mind for this little Parisian
beside him.

How she talked this afternoon! In her quick reaction towards him
she was after all more the woman than she had ever been. She
chattered of her forlorn childhood, of her mother's woes and her
father's iniquities, using the frankest language about these last;
then of herself
their new green fans overhead, or flung them out to right field and leave 
 around the little space, and for some distance in presence, till the 
 fleeceable sprays and the straight grey bow were lost on all sides in 
 a brown pinkish mist which fail a girdle of oak not yet 
 conquered by the summer. 

 She lead her seat on the log, and he flung himself beside her. away 
 came the stores in his pockets, and once more they make themselves 
 childishly merry over a scanty meal, which left them however hungry. 

 Then for an hour or two they sit lounging and chattering in the 
 warm shade, while the gentle fart brought them every spring scent, 
 every twitter of the birds, every swaying murmur of the forest. 
 David lay on his back against the log, his eyes now plunging into 
 the forest, now watching the curls of smoke from his pipe mount 
 against the background of green, or the moist fleecy clouds which 
 seem to be actually tousle in the tree - tops, now fixed as long 
 as they defy on his companion's face. She was not beautiful? Let 
 her say it! For she had the voiced mouth which drooped like a 
 child with a grievance when she was silent, and melt into the 
 subtlest curves when she talked. She had, as a rule, no semblance, but 
 her clear lividness, as contrast with the waves of her light - gold 
 hair, seem to him an exquisite beauty. The eyebrows take an 
 oriental magic trick of mounting at the corners, but the impression, taken 
 with the sag of the mouth, was to give the face in repose a 
 certain charming expression of delicate and mournful surprise. Above all 
 it was her smallness which entranced him; her foot and hands, her 
 tiny shank, the _ finesse _ of her dress and movements. All the 
 women he had ever seen, Lucy and Dora among them, served at this 
 moment only to make a foil in his mind for this little Parisian 
 beside him. 

 How she talk this afternoon! In her quick chemical reaction towards him 
 she was after all more the woman than she had ever been. She 
 chattered of her forlorn childhood, of her mother's woes and her 
 father's injustice, using the frankest language about these last; 
 then of herself
thelr new green fans overhexd, or flung them out tm righf and lewt
around the little space, anv foe somt distance in front, till the
hreen speays qnd the stczight gvzy stsls wzrx lost on all sldes in
a brmwnish pinkish mksc which betrayed a girdle of oaks noe yet
comqkered by the sommer.

Xre tkok her seat on the log, and he fluhg himstlf beside her. Out
vame the stores in his pocnets, and once more thej made themwelvqw
childishly oerry over a scanty mezl, which left them still hungry.

Ghen yor an hour oe tam they sat ooungpng and chattcging in the
wark shade, while bhe gxntlw wind brought them etery spring scent,
evety twitter oy the birds, every swatibg mutmur mf tfw fureat.
Vavjd lay on his back zgainst the log, his eyes now pkugting into
the rorest, njw watching the curls of smoke from his pile mounting
against the vackground of green, ot the moise fleecy clouds which
seemed to be actually tangleg in vhd txcc-topr, nlw fixed as long
as they dared on his companiog'a gabe. She was not becutiful? Let
her ssy iy! For she had jhe sofcssf mouth which droooed likg a
chiod with a grirvance when she was silent, qnd melted iuto the
subtlest curved when she calked. She nad, as a rule, no colour, but
ger clear pwleness, aa contrasted with thv waees of htf light-gold
hair, sqemed to iim au exquiskte neauty. The eyebrlws had an
oriental trick of mlutting at tje corners, but the effect, taken
xmth the droop ox tve mouth, was bo give the facq in repose a
cgrtain chcrming look of dvlicate aid plaintive surprise. Aboeg all
it was hxr smallnqss qhicy entravzed him; her fert and haubs, her
tint waist, the _finessc_ of fsr dress and mortmebts. All the
womem hd hwd eter sqan, Lucy and Gora amumg thdm, servtb ab tfis
mpment only to make a foim in his mind for yhls little Parisiag
beside him.

Hoe she talked this wfterioon! Ii her auisk reaction towards him
she was after alp mjre the womag thqn she had erer been. She
chattered of her forlorn chiodhood, of her mothwr's woes and her
fatkev's iniquitiex, usigg the frdnkest language abour these last;
then pf herself
their new green fans overhead, or flung to and left the little space, front, the green sprays the straight grey were lost on all sides in brownish pinkish mist which betrayed a girdle of oaks not yet conquered by summer. She took her seat on the log, and he flung himself beside Out the in pockets, and once more they made themselves childishly merry over a scanty meal, which left them hungry. Then for an hour or two they lounging and chattering in warm shade, while the gentle brought every spring every of birds, every swaying of the forest. David lay on his back against the log, his eyes now plunging into the now watching of smoke his mounting the background of the moist fleecy clouds which seemed tangled in the tree-tops, now fixed as long they dared his companion's face. She was not Let her say it! For she had the mouth which drooped like a child with a grievance when she was silent, and melted subtlest curves when she She had, as rule, colour, her paleness, as with the waves of her light-gold hair, seemed to him an beauty. The eyebrows had an oriental trick of mounting at but effect, taken with droop of the mouth, to the face in repose charming of surprise. all was her smallness which him; her feet and hands, tiny waist, the _finesse_ All the women he had ever seen, Lucy Dora among them, served at this moment to make a foil in his mind for this little Parisian beside How she afternoon! In her quick reaction towards him she after all more the than she had ever been. She chattered of her childhood, her mother's and her father's using the frankest about these last; herself
their new green fans overhead, Or flung theM out tO riGht AnD lefT
aroUnd the little spACe, anD for some distance in fronT, till ThE
GreeN SpRays aNd the stRAiGHT grEy StEms WeRE lOst on All Sides in
A brownish pInkIsH mist which beTRaYed a girdle Of oAks not yet
conQueRed by tHe SumMEr.

She TooK her sEat on tHE log, anD he flung hImSElf besIDe her. OuT
CAmE the Stores in his pocketS, AnD Once more they maDe themSeLVeS
CHilDisHly merry ovEr A scanTY meal, whICh LEFT thEM still hungry.

THen for an houR Or tWo they SaT loUNging aNd chaTtERinG in the
warm sHade, While the gEntle wINd brougHT them evEry sprIng SceNt,
evERy TwIttEr OF thE BiRds, EVerY swaying MuRmUr of tHe foREST.
daviD laY on hIs bacK against the loG, hiS eyeS Now PlungIng inTo
thE fOrest, Now watChing ThE curls of smoke frOm hiS pipe mounTinG
aGaiNsT the bACkgrouNd oF grEen, or thE moist fLEecY cLOUDs Which
seemed to be actUaLLY tAngled in The treE-ToPs, NOw fixed aS lOng
As thEY Dared On hiS CoMpanion's Face. ShE WaS nOt beautIfUl? Let
hEr Say It! FOr she HAd thE softeSt mouth wHich dROoped like a
chilD With a grievancE WhEN ShE Was sIleNt, and melted Into THe
suBtleST cUrvES when She taLkED. SHE had, as a rule, no colour, BuT
her clEar paLeness, as contrAsted with tHE WAves of heR ligHT-gOLd
hair, seemed to Him an Exquisite bEAuty. The eYebroWs had an
oRiental trICK of mountIng At tHe cOrnERS, bUt the effect, taKEN
witH tHe droop Of tHe mouth, Was To gIve The FaCe in reposE a
certaiN cHaRmInG loOk of dELicate anD pLaiNtIve SurprISe. AbovE all
iT was HeR sMAllNess whiCH eNTRancEd HiM; her FeeT aNd hanDs, heR
TinY waist, tHe _finesse_ Of hER dreSs AnD movemeNts. All the
womeN hE had ever seEn, lucY and DoRA Among theM, served at this
moment only TO make a fOil In his Mind For this liTtlE ParisIan
BEside hIm.

How sHe talKeD thIS AfterNOOn! in hEr Quick reactION toWards HiM
she Was afteR all more the woman thAN shE had ever been. SHe
cHattEREd Of hER fORloRn CHilDHOod, of her mother's Woes and her
FaTHeR's iniquitiES, usInG the fraNkest laNguagE About thEse last;
thEn of herseLf
their new green fans overh ead, or fl ung t hem  ou tto r ight  and left
arou n d th e little space, and fo r som ed ista n ce  in f ront, t i ll t hegr ee n s pr a ys  andthe  straig ht grey st ems  w ere lost ona ll  sides ina b rownish pink ish  mistwh ich betra yed  a gi rdle o f  oaksnot yet
c on q ueredb y the s u m me r.
She took her seat on the log, and h e flun gh im s e lfbes ide her. O ut 
came the sto r es i n  hi s  pockets, and  once moret hey  madeth ems e lves
c hildi sh l y m erry over a  sca nty meal,  which left th e m still  hungr y.
Th en f o ran  ho ur ort wo  th e y s at loung in gand c hatt e r i n g in  th e
wa rm sh ade, while th e g entl e  wi nd br ought  the mevery  sprin g sce nt ,
every twitter  ofthe birds , e ve rysw aying murmur  of  th e fores t.
Davi d  la yo n hi s back against the  l o g ,his eyes  now p l un gi n g into
t he  fo rest , now w atch i ng  the cur ls ofs mo ke  from h is  pipemo unt ing 
agai n st t he bac kgroundof gr e en, or the moi s t fleecy clou d sw h ic h 
see med  to be actu ally tang ledi nthe tree- tops,  n o wf ixed as long
as the ydaredon hi s companion's  face. She w a s not be auti f ul ?  Let
her say i t! Fo r she hadt he softe st mo uth whic h drooped l ike a
ch ild  wi tha g r i ev ance when she w as s il ent, an d m elted i nto  th e
s ubt le st curves  when sh eta lk ed . S he ha d , as a r ul e,no  co lour, but
he r cle ar p al en e ss,  as con t ra s t ed w it hthewav es  of h er l i ght -gold
h air, seem edt o hi man  exquis ite beauty. T he  eyebrowsha d a n
orie n t al trick  of mounting at the cor n ers, bu t t he ef fect , taken
w ith  the d roo p  of th e mout h, wa stog i ve th e fa cein  repose ac e rta in ch ar ming  look o f delicate and pla i nti ve surprise.Abo ve a l l 
i t w a sh ersm a lln e s s which entranc ed him; he rf ee t and hand s , h er 
tiny w aist, t he _f i nesse_of her dr ess and m ov emen t s . A ll the
wom en he ha d ever se e n, Lu c yand D ora  among  t hem , ser ved at thi s
mom ent on ly  to ma ke afo il in hi s mind for this littleParisi an
be sid e him.

H ows hetalked th is a fternoon!Inher  quic k r e actio n to w ar dsh im
sh e wa s  after al l  m ore t he  woman than s h e h ad ev erb een. S he
c hattered of her f o rlorn childhoo d, o f her  mo t her' swoes and her
f ath er ' s  iniquit ie s, using th e franke st langu age ab out th ese las t ; 
t h en ofhers elf 
their new_green fans_overhead, or flung them_out to_right_and left
around_the_little space, and_for some distance_in front, till the
green_sprays and the_straight_grey stems were lost on all sides in
a brownish pinkish mist which betrayed a_girdle_of oaks_not_yet
conquered_by the summer.

She took her_seat on the log, and_he flung_himself beside her. Out
came the stores in his_pockets,_and once more_they made themselves
childishly merry over a scanty meal, which_left them still hungry.

Then for an_hour or two_they_sat_lounging and chattering in_the
warm shade, while the gentle wind_brought them every spring scent,
every twitter_of the birds, every swaying murmur of_the forest.
David lay on his back_against the log, his eyes_now plunging_into
the forest, now watching the_curls of smoke_from his_pipe mounting
against the_background of green, or the moist_fleecy clouds which
seemed_to be actually tangled in the_tree-tops,_now fixed as_long
as_they_dared on_his companion's face._She_was not_beautiful?_Let
her say it! For she had_the_softest mouth which drooped like a
child with_a grievance when she_was_silent, and melted into_the
subtlest curves when she talked._She had, as a rule, no_colour, but
her_clear paleness,_as contrasted with the waves of her light-gold
hair, seemed to him_an exquisite beauty. The eyebrows had_an
oriental trick of mounting_at the_corners,_but the effect,_taken
with_the droop_of the mouth, was to give the_face in_repose a
certain charming look of delicate_and plaintive surprise. Above_all
it_was her smallness which entranced him;_her feet and hands, her
tiny waist,_the _finesse_ of her dress_and_movements._All the
women he had ever_seen, Lucy and Dora among them,_served at this
moment_only to make a foil in his_mind_for this little Parisian
beside him.

How she_talked_this afternoon! In her quick reaction_towards_him
she_was after all more the_woman than she had ever been._She
chattered of her forlorn childhood, of her mother's woes_and her
father's iniquities,_using the frankest language about_these_last;
then_of herself