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XIII. A Golden Picnic

           WhenI’meightyyearsold...ifIeveram...IshallshutmyeyesandseethosevioletsjustasIseethemnow.That’sthefirstgoodgiftourdayhasgivenus.”

           “IfakisscouldbeseenIthinkitwouldlooklikeaviolet,”saidPriscilla.

           Anneglowed.

           “I’msogladyouSPOKEthatthought,Priscilla,insteadofjustthinkingitandkeepingittoyourself.Thisworldwouldbeamuchmoreinterestingplace...althoughitISveryinterestinganyhow...ifpeoplespokeouttheirrealthoughts.”

           “Itwouldbetoohottoholdsomefolks,”quotedJanesagely.

           “Isupposeitmightbe,butthatwouldbetheirownfaultsforthinkingnastythings.Anyhow,wecantellallourthoughtstodaybecausewearegoingtohavenothingbutbeautifulthoughts.Everybodycansayjustwhatcomesintoherhead.THATisconversation.Here’salittlepathIneversawbefore.Let’sexploreit.”

           Thepathwasawindingone,sonarrowthatthegirlswalkedinsinglefileandeventhenthefirboughsbrushedtheirfaces.Underthefirswerevelvetycushionsofmoss,andfurtheron,wherethetreesweresmallerandfewer,thegroundwasrichinavarietyofgreengrowingthings.

           “Whatalotofelephant’sears,”exclaimedDiana.“I’mgoingtopickabigbunch,they’resopretty.”

           “Howdidsuchgracefulfeatherythingsevercometohavesuchadreadfulname?”askedPriscilla.

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