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wander, to go, to relax. to take (would take). <br />

would take, would<br />

have, would give (uttered) <br />

(made). (bathed, turned).<br />

In the Crescent gardens Stella herself was sitting on a camp stool, sketching. He stole<br />

up close behind. How fair and pretty she was, bend deligently, holding up her brush, measuring,<br />

wrinkling her brows.<br />

<br />

to sit (was sitting) to steal up (stole up),<br />

<br />

to be (was).<br />

Three days later he went back to London, travelling with the Hol<strong>lida</strong>ys. He had not<br />

written to the farm. What was there he could say".<br />

to go<br />

(went). to<br />

write (had not written). <br />

to be (was) <br />

On the last day of April in the following year he and Stella were married…<br />

<br />

(be married).<br />

Such were Ashurst's memories, sitting against the wall among the gorse, on his silvewedding<br />

day. At this very spot, where he had laid out the lunch, Megan must have stood outlined<br />

against the sky when he had first caught sight of her. Of all queer coincidences! And there<br />

moved in him a longing to go down and see again the farm and the orchard, and the meadow of<br />

the gipsy bogle. It would not take long; Stella would be an hour yet, perhaps.<br />

<br />

<br />

to be (we re), <br />

<br />

<br />

How well he remembered it all - the little crowning group of pine trees, the steep-up<br />

grass hill behind! He paused at the farm gate. The low stone house, the yewtree porch, the<br />

flowering currants - not changed a bit; even the old green chair was out there on the grass under<br />

the window, where he had reached up to her that night to take the key. Then he turned down the<br />

lane, and stood leaning on the orchard gate-grey skeleton of a gate, as then. A black pig even was<br />

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