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large/2093/ghost_stories_005_librivox_64kb_mp3/old_womans_tale_hawthorne_rkw_64kb
English
2093
Thence, the road went onward, curving scarce perceptibly, through the village, divided in the midst by a narrow lane of verdure, and bounded on each side by a grassy strip of twice its own breadth. The houses had generally an odd look. THENCE THE ROAD WENT ONWARD CURVING SCARCE PERCEPTIBLY THROUGH THE VILLAGE DIVIDED IN THE MIDST BY A NARROW LANE OF VERDURE BOUNDED ON EACH SIDE BY A GRASSY STRIP OF TWICE ITS OWN BREADTH THE HOUSES HAD GENERALLY AN ODD LOOK
ht summer evening, a young man and a girl sat down together in the open air. They were distant relatives, sprung from a stock once wealthy, but of late years so poverty-stricken, that David had not a penny to pay the marriage fee, if Esther should consent to wed. The seat they had chosen was in an open grove of elm and walnut trees, at a right angle of the road; a spring of diamond water just bubbled into the moonlight beside them, and then whimpered away through the bushes and long grass, in search of a neighboring millstream. The nearest house (situate within twenty yards of them, and the residence of their great-grandfather in his lifetime) was a venerable old edifice, crowned with many high and narrow peaks, all overrun by innumerable creeping plants, which hung curling about the roof like a nice young wig on an elderly gentleman’s head. Opposite to this establishment was a tavern, with a well and horse-trough before it, and a low green bank running along the left side of the door. D IN IT ONE MOONLIGHT SUMMER EVENING A YOUNG MAN AND A GIRL SAT DOWN TOGETHER IN THE OPEN AIR THEY WERE DISTANT RELATIVES SPRUNG FROM A STOCK ONCE WEALTHY BUT OF LATE YEARS SO POVERTY STRICKEN THAT DAVID HAD NOT A PENNY TO PAY THE MARRIAGE FEE IF ESTHER SHOULD CONSENT TO WED THE SEAT THEY HAD CHOSEN WAS IN AN OPEN GROVE OF ELM AND WALNUT TREES AT A RIGHT ANGLE OF THE ROAD A SPRING OF DIAMOND WATER JUST BUBBLED INTO THE MOONLIGHT BESIDE THEM THEN WHIMPERED AWAY THROUGH THE BUSHES AND LONG GRASS IN SEARCH OF A NEIGHBOURING MILL STREAM THE NEAREST HOUSE SITUATE WITHIN TWENTY FIVE YARDS OF THEM AND THE RESIDENCE OF THEIR GREAT GRANDFATHER IN HIS LIFETIME WAS A VENERABLE OLD EDIFICE CROWNED WITH MANY HIGH AND NARROW PEAKS ALL OVERRUN BY INNUMERABLE CREEPING PLANTS WHICH HUNG CURLING ABOUT THE ROOF LIKE A NICE YOUNG WIG ON AN ELDERLY GENTLEMAN'S HEAD OPPOSITE TO THIS ESTABLISHMENT WAS A TAVERN WITH A WELL AND HORSE TROUGH BEFORE IT AND A LOW GREEN BANK RUNNING ALONG THE LEFT SIDE OF THE DOOR
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