Albert Bierstadt Buffalo Country painting
Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres Ingres The Source painting
roof and diving off into the straw with whoops and yells.
But even unlawful pleasures must come to an end. When the rumble of wheels over the pond bridge told that people were going home from church Davy knew they must go. He discarded Tommy's overalls, resumed his own rightful attire, and turned away from his string of trout with a sigh. No use to think of taking them home.
"Well, hadn't we a splendid time?" he demanded defiantly, as they went down the hill field.
"I hadn't," said Dora flatly. "And I don't believe you had -- really -- either," she added, with a flash of insight that was not to be expected of her.
"I had so," cried Davy, but in the voice of one who doth protest too much. "No wonder you hadn't -- just sitting there like a -- like a mule."
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