`` I think it 's awfully lucky we were all born into the same family , '' Felix remarked . `` Is n't it ? I 've often thought so . And I 've often thought what a dreadful thing it would have been if Grandfather and Grandmother King had never got married to each other . I do n't suppose there would have been a single one of us children here at all ; or if we were , we would be part somebody else and that would be almost as bad . When I think it all over I ca n't feel too thankful that Grandfather and Grandmother King happened to marry each other , when there were so many other people they might have married . '' Felix and I shivered . We felt suddenly that we had escaped a dreadful danger -- the danger of having been born somebody else . But it took the Story Girl to make us realize just how dreadful it was and what a terrible risk we had run years before we , or our parents either , had existed . `` Who lives over there ? '' I asked , pointing to a house across the fields . `` Oh , that belongs to the Awkward Man . His name is Jasper Dale , but everybody calls him the Awkward Man . And they do say he writes poetry . He calls his place Golden Milestone . I know why , because I 've read Longfellow 's poems . He never goes into society because he is so awkward . The girls laugh at him and he does n't like it . I know a story about him and I 'll tell it to you sometime . '' `` And who lives in that other house ? ''
asked Felix , looking XXXXX the westering valley where a little gray roof was visible among the trees .
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