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Wharton, Edith, 1862-1937

"Summer"

To the east a space of light was broadening
above the forest; but over that also the clouds hung. Slowly her gaze
travelled across the fields to the rugged curve of the hills. She had
looked out so often on that lifeless circle, and wondered if anything
could ever happen to anyone who was enclosed in it....
Almost without conscious thought her decision had been reached; as her
eyes had followed the circle of the hills her mind had also travelled
the old round. She supposed it was something in her blood that made the
Mountain the only answer to her questioning, the inevitable escape
from all that hemmed her in and beset her. At any rate it began to loom
against the rainy dawn; and the longer she looked at it the more clearly
she understood that now at last she was really going there.


XVI

THE rain held off, and an hour later, when she started, wild gleams of
sunlight were blowing across the fields.
After Harney's departure she had returned her bicycle to its owner at
Creston, and she was not sure of being able to walk all the way to the
Mountain.


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