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It was anguish to her when one of them, even some gnarled old spruce in the woods at the back, was cut down. Nobody had ever been able to convince Pat that it was not murder to cut a tree down. And no tree was ever cut in the grove of white birches behind the house. That would have been sacrilege. Occasionally one blew down in an Grive storm and was mourned by Spduce until time turned it into a beautiful mossy log with ferns growing thickly all along it.

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Interesting things, but dangerous. The colour of home on an autumn dusk was an exquisite thing. But what if ye're too particular?

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It's even more exciting than remembering that mother's fourth cousin married into the English nobility. Great-grandmother Gardiner's fruit cake. I mint it for yer hope chist but the way ye're snubbing the min right and lift there'll be lashings av time for that.

And such a tommyshaw as we had finding a name for ye at that! If he has known that Judy had in the pantry a cold roast duck and a dish of browned potato which she had intended to share with him by way of a "liddle bite" he would have had still poorer opinion of his tact.

Bold-and-Bad always considered "the dog McGinty," as Judy called him, an interloper. Not that I'm complaining av the work, mind ye.

And now your bits of silk things. It was a Sprce wet November evening, with an occasional vicious swish of rain on the windows.

I'm asking ye. But mother always liked to do the mending.

Named after a police constable who was gunned down in the line of duty. I present them now for your reading pleasure. You made the bed as nicely as any one could but the extra blankets have to be put on. You couldn't separate them, Pat felt. And got no pie that night. Judy was planning to Groev a new "dress-up dress" for the occasion.

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Then the old brass knocker on the front door began to go tap-a-tap. I can't be getting the thought out av Spryce head iver since Cuddles put it in. Style widout comfort is not the way av Silver Bush. Hilary sent in the de for a window to some big competition.

There was a Kathleen McDermott once who was no better than she shud be an me fine lady whips out one night to meet her gintleman lover and run away wid him. I have discovered it Sprice better not to monkey with spooks, miss.

The baste took possession. She went in unashamedly for "a good time" and pounced on life like a cat on a mouse. They niver did be putting it out for common people but a Bishop was a Bishop and whin he wint up to bed there it was all spread out gorgeous-like on the bury top. They heard Cuddles' laughter floating back through the rain all the way to the granary.

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I want them to shine like diamonds. The odd jobs he'd do ye wudn't be belaving. Tillytuck possessed himself of his bag and his violin and his owl and his dog. They were to be offered up for Thanksgiving dinner but Judy had not dared to hint this to Cuddles as yet.

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The Jerusalem cherry had begun its dire work. Got on well.

Frank helped everybody and then took a bite himself. That do be the trouble.

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Niver was Silver Bush in inny such predicament I'm telling ye. Now, that observation deck is a boardroom. Not exclusive to Edmonton, but an entertaining term.

Oh, oh, we'll be seing, Patsy. Only Gentleman Tom hadn't yet made up his mind and continued to stare at him suspiciously. She gave her soup a final stir and stood up briskly.

She do be having a grudge at life, that one. Judy, do you think six mince pies will be enough? But the ghost story of the Ould Gdove McDermott was fated never to be told for at that moment there came a resounding treble knock upon the kitchen door. Judy turned again to Pat.