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August 10 - August 26, 2024
"There is a spell woven round this garden.
the real Murray look?"
the Ruth Dutton look—spite
Ruth Dutton.
Elizabeth
Laura's
We're a darn queer lot—but we're the finest people ever happened. I'll tell you all about us to-morrow."
Aunt Elizabeth,"
Cousin Jimmy
showed her the graveyard and opened the book of yesterday for her.
we wanted to lie with our own, here on the green, green banks of the old Blair Water."
Hugh Murray's
Mary Murray
"Elizabeth Burnley—who
William Murray's
"It's dreadful to be homesick—I know," she thought sympathetically.
"Little Stephen Murray
Fred Clifford's
Doctor Burnley
He's a good doctor but an odd stick—odder
He's an infidel, Emily.
"Doesn't her mother teach her things?"
"Ilse Burnley
the Lost Diamond,"
Edward Murray and his wife
Miriam Murray's
Again there was that eerie, indefinable something in Cousin Jimmy's voice or look that gave Emily a sudden crinkly feeling in her spine.
she was beginning to be a little glad again in sunset and bird song and early white stars,
in moonlit nights and singing winds. She knew life was going to be wonderful here—wonderful and interesting,
Dr Burnley.
Miss Brownell
Emily could be fearless enough on occasion; but in the presence of a nature which she instinctively felt to be hostile to hers she shrank away in something that was more repulsion than fear.
"It is a matter that concerns only myself," she said.
Emily was a stranger and one of the proud Murrays—two counts against her.
And with this queer unreasonable conviction came—the flash!
barefooted.
Her thick hair, cut short,

