Chapter 2

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delightful when your imaginations come true, (begin superscript)isn’t it?(end superscript) But those red roads are so funny. When we got into the train at Charlottetown and the red roads began to flash past I asked Mrs. Spencer if what made them red, and she said she didn’t know and for pity’s sake not to ask her any more questions. And She said I must have asked her a thousand already. I suppose I had, too, but how are you going to find out about things if you don’t ask questions? And what does make the roads red?”

“Well, now, I dunno,” saa said Matthew.

“Well, that is one of the things to find out sometime. It just Isn’t it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about. It makes