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main road in a different direction, but this “back lane” furnished a short cut and his children always went to school that way.

The Old Lady shrank hastily back behind a clump clump of young spruces. She did not like the Spencer children because they always seemed so afraid of her. Through the spruce screen she could see them coming gaily down the lane – the two older ones in front, the twins behind, clinging to the hands of a tall, slim, young girl – the new music teacher probably. The Old Lady had heard from the egg pedlar that she was going to board at the William Spencer’s, but she had not heard her name.

She looked at her with some curiosity