What colors -- what scenery -- what charm ! I shall get as strong as a horse in no time . And if inspiration comes from beauty , I should certainly be able to begin my great Canadian novel here . '' `` You have n't begun it yet ? '' asked Anne . `` Alack-a-day , no . I 've never been able to get the right central idea for it . It lurks beyond me -- it allures -- and beckons -- and recedes -- I almost grasp it and it is gone . Perhaps amid this peace and loveliness , I shall be able to capture it . Miss Bryant tells me that you write . '' `` Oh , I do little things for children . I have n't done much since I was married . And -- I have no designs on a great Canadian novel , '' laughed Anne . `` That is quite beyond me . '' Owen Ford laughed too . `` I dare say it is beyond me as well . All the same I mean to have a try at it some day , if I can ever get time . A newspaper man does n't have much chance for that sort of thing . I 've done a good deal of short story writing for the magazines , but I 've never had the leisure that seems to be necessary for the writing of a book . With three months of liberty I ought to make a start , though -- if I could only get the necessary motif for it -- the SOUL of the book . ''
An idea whisked through XXXXX 's brain with a suddenness that made her jump .
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