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“I shall write an advertisement myself,” he said Frontispiece
The stream sulked in a deep, pellucid pool 10
Who would have thought to find a Grecian goddess under New England skies? 20
Slowly she raised her white arms 23
“I think I have explained matters, don’t you?” 52
“I hope you like my pool?” inquired a voice 61
She was throwing crumbs of bread to the swans 113
She went to him and placed her hands on his shoulders 139
“Will you?” he repeated 213
A MAID IN ARCADY