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Chapter Six-1
Chapter Six“We will be back before tea,” Caryl said, “and I am looking forward to my birthday cake.” “You are not supposed to know you are having one!” Romara answered. “And don’t be late.” “No, of course not,” Caryl replied as she moved towards the Farmhouse door. She stopped and enquired, “Would you like to come with us, Romara?” Her sister shook her head. “I have no wish to play gooseberry to you and the Squire.” “You would never be that, dearest,” Caryl answered and added with a little smile, “at the same time, I do like having him on my own!” Romara understood, although her heart was heavy as she watched Caryl drive away in the chaise beside Mr. Buxton. What would be the end of it? Caryl had quite obviously been in love with the Squire, as everybody called him, for weeks and
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