`` I 'm tired of Burnley Beach , '' Avery went on passionately , shaking apples wildly off a laden bough by way of emphasis . `` I know all the people -- what they are -- what they can be . It 's like reading a book for the twentieth time . I know where I was born and who I 'll marry -- and where I 'll be buried . That 's knowing too much . All my days will be alike when I marry Randall . There will never be anything unexpected or surprising about them . I tell you Janet , '' Avery seized another bough and shook it with a vengeance , `` I hate the very thought of it . '' `` The thought of -- what ? '' said Janet in bewilderment . `` Of marrying Randall Burnley -- or marrying anybody down here -- and settling down on a farm for life . '' Then Avery sat down on the rung of her ladder and laughed at Janet 's face . `` You look stunned , Janet . Did you really think I wanted to marry Randall ? '' Janet was stunned , and she did think that . How could any girl not want to marry Randall Burnley if she had the chance ? `` Do n't you love him ? '' she asked stupidly . Avery bit into a nut-sweet apple . `` No , '' she said frankly .
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