`` Wo n't you soon have those fish ready , Jem ? '' said Nan , sniffing with her dainty nose . `` The smell makes me awfully hungry . '' `` They 're nearly ready , '' said Jem , giving one a dexterous turn . `` Get out the bread and the plates , girls . Walter , wake up . '' `` How the air shines to-night , '' said Walter dreamily . Not that he despised fried trout either , by any means ; but with Walter food for the soul always took first place . `` The flower angel has been walking over the world to-day , calling to the flowers . I can see his blue wings on that hill by the woods . '' `` Any angels ' wings I ever saw were white , '' said Nan . `` The flower angel 's are n't . They are a pale misty blue , just like the haze in the valley . Oh , how I wish I could fly . It must be glorious . '' `` One does fly in dreams sometimes , '' said Di . `` I never dream that I 'm flying exactly , '' said Walter . `` But I often dream that I just rise up from the ground and float over the fences and the trees . It 's delightful -- and I always think , ` This IS N'T a dream like it 's always been before . THIS is real ' -- and then I wake up after all , and it 's heart-breaking . ''
`` Hurry up , XXXXX , '' ordered Jem .
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