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Looking up, her eye was caught by the line of the mountains flying out energetically across the sky like the lash of a curling whip.The forests and morasses of Germany were filled with a hardy race of barbarians, who despised life when it was separated from freedom.Such was her excitement at the possibilities of knowledge now opening before her that she ceased to read, and a breeze turning the page, the Tiffany Necklace covers of Gibbon gently ruffled and closed together.
In this land where the population was centred in the towns it was possible to lose sight of civilisation in a very short time, passing only an occasional farmhouse, where the women were handling red roots in the courtyard;Tiffany Rings or a little boy lying on his elbows on the hillside surrounded by a flock of black strong-smelling goats.The constraint of being among strangers in a long silk dress made it unusually exciting to stride thus alone.It was an ordinary tree, but to her it appeared so strange that it might have been the only tree in the world.
Looking up, her eye was caught by the line of the mountains flying out energetically across the sky like the lash of a curling whip.The forests and morasses of Germany were filled with a hardy race of barbarians, who despised life when it was separated from freedom.Such was her excitement at the possibilities of knowledge now opening before her that she ceased to read, and a breeze turning the page, the Tiffany Necklace covers of Gibbon gently ruffled and closed together.
