A world of haystacks, bean-stacks, and strawricks flanked the granges adjoining his habitation; the yard was crowded with
poultry, pigeons were feeding at his feet, cattle were being driven towards the
stall, horses led to the stable, a large mastiff was rattling his chain, and stalking
majestically in front of his kennel, while a number of farming-men were passing
and repassing about their various occupations. “It is a great art,” she said in broken English. If she has no children, she goes on
loving her husband; but he is no longer a man but a child. Ruth sighed; Spurlock stood up and drew his hand
across his forehead as if awakening from a dream. No matter how many books one read, each was
different, as each human being was different.
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