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He dismissed Mickey for the afternoon, promising him
that if he would be ready by six, he should be driven back to the city.
Mickey wanted to be alone to concentrate on his problem, but people were
everywhere and more coming by the carload. He could see no place that was
then, or would be, undisturbed. The long road with grassy sides gave big
promises of leading somewhere to the quiet retreat he sought. Telling the
driver that if he were not back by six, he would be waiting down the road,
Mickey started on foot, in thought so deep he scarcely appreciated the
grasses he trod, the perfume in his nostrils, the concert in his ears.
What did at last arouse him was the fact that he was very thirsty. That
made him realize that this was the warmest day of the season. Instantly
his mind flew to the mite of a girl, lying so patiently, watching the
clock for his coming, living for the sound of his feet.
Mickey stopped, studying the landscape. A cool gentle breeze crossed the
clover field beside the way, refreshing him in its passing.


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