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When young Morland showed, by following her about with his eyes, what was happening to him, Noel was pleased. From being pleased, she became a little excited; from being excited she became dreamy. Then, about a week before her father's arrival, she secretly began to follow the young man about with her eyes; became capricious too, and a little cruel. If there had been another young man to favour-but there was not; and she favoured Uncle Bob's red setter. Cyril Morland grew desperate. During those three days the demon her father dreaded certainly possessed her. And then, one evening, while they walked back together from the hayfields, she gave him a sidelong glance; and he gasped out: `Oh! Noel, what have I done?' She caught his hand, and gave it a quick squeeze. What a change! What blissful alteration ever since!...
Through the wood young Morland mounted silently, screwing himself up to put things to the touch. Noel too mounted silently, thinking: `I will kiss him if he kisses mel' Eagerness, and a sort of languor, were running in her veins ; she did not look at him from under her shady hat. Sunlight poured down through every chink in the foliage; made the greenness of the steep wood marvellously vivid and alive; flashed on beech-leaves, ash-leaves, birchleaves; fell on the ground in little runlets; painted bright patches on trunks and grass, the beech-mast, the ferns; butterflies chased each other in that sunlight, and myriads of ants and gnats and flies seemed possessed by a frenzy of life. The whole wood seemed possessed, as if the sunshine were a happy Being which had come to dwell therein. At a half-way spot, where the trees opened and they could see, far below them, the gleam of the river, she sat down on the bole of a beech tree, and young Morland stood looking at her. Why should one face and not another, this voice and not that, make a heart beat; why should a touch

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Noel too mounted silently, thinking: `I will kiss him if he kisses mel' Eagerness, and a sort of languor, were running in her veins ; she did not look at him from under her shady hat. Sunlight poured down through every chink in the foliage; made what is greenness of what is steep wood marvellously vivid and alive; flashed on beech-leaves, ash-leaves, birchleaves; fell on what is ground in little runlets; painted bright patches on trunks and grass, what is beech-mast, what is ferns; butterflies chased each other in that sunlight, and myriads of ants and gnats and flies seemed possessed by a frenzy of life. what is whole wood seemed possessed, as if what is sunshine were a happy Being which had come to dwell therein. At a half-way spot, where what is trees opened and they could see, far below them, what is gleam of what is river, she sat down on what is bole of a beech tree, and young Morland stood looking at her. 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