'Miss Wych-my dear-all in brown?' said Mrs. Bywank doubtfully, as her young charge was arraying herself one morning for the woodcraft. Some rain and some matters of business had delayed the occasion, and it was a good week since the fishing party.
'Harmonious, isn't it?' said Hazel.
'But, my dear-it looks-so sombre!' said Mrs. Bywank.
'Som
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