Long banners of light fell athwart the grey boles . Along the roadsides grew sheets of feathery ferns . Above the sky was gloriously blue . The air was sweet with the wild woodsy smell of the forest . Jessamine lifted and clasped her hands in rapture . `` Oh , how lovely ! '' `` Do you know where we 're going ? '' said Mr. Bell delightedly . `` Out to my farm at Pine Pastures . My aunt keeps house for me , and she 'll be real glad to see you . You 're just going to have a real good time this afternoon . '' They had a delightful drive to begin with , and presently Mr. Bell turned into a wide lane . `` This is Cloverside Farm . I 'm proud of it , I 'll admit . There is n't a finer place in the county . What do you think of it ? '' `` Oh , it is lovely -- it is like home . Look at those great fields . I 'd like to go and lie down in that clover . '' Mr. Bell lifted her from the wagon and marched her up a flowery garden path .
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