| “Once more were damsels rescued, dragons disembowelled....” | Frontispiece |
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| “... He was always ready to constitute himself a hostile army or a band of marauding Indians” | 6 |
| “‘Where’s Harold?’ I asked presently. ‘Oh, he’s just playin’ muffin-man as usual’” | 16 |
| “When at last the atmosphere was clear of his depressing influence, we met despondently in the potato-cellar” | 34 |
| “Instead of active ‘pretence,’ with its shouts and its perspiration, how much better—I held—to lie at ease and pretend to one’s self, in green and golden fancies” | 40 |
| “... And then, my cheek on the cool marble, lulled by the trickle of water, I slipped into dreamland out of real and magic world alike” | 64 |
| “‘Now we’ll go on,’ began Charlotte once more” | 70 |
| “Edward led the race home at a speed which one of Ballantyne’s heroes might have equalled but never surpassed” | 88 |
| “This overland route had been revealed to us one day by the domestic cat, when hard pressed in the course of an otter-hunt” | 104 |
| “A straight flagged walk led up to the cool-looking old house, and my host, lingering in his progress at this rose-tree and that, forgot all about me at least twice” | 112 |
| “Meanwhile Charlotte and I crouched in the window-seat,...” | 124 |
| “‘She’s off with those vicarage girls again,’ said Edward” | 136 |
| “We put the Argo’s head upstream, since that led away from the Larkin province” | 148 |
| “Then he stood up, and he was very straight and tall, and the sunset was in his hair and beard as he stood there, high over me” | 174 |
| “Westward the clouds were massing themselves in a low violet bank; below them, to north and south, as far round as the eye could reach, a narrow streak of gold ran out ... I turned for a last effort” | 186 |
| “‘I’ve been chopping up wood,’ he explained, in a guilty sort of way” | 200 |
| “We entered in noiseless file, the room being plunged in darkness, except for a bright strip of moonlight on the floor” | 214 |
| “Shops came first, of course,...” | 230 |
| “... Selina and Charlotte were busy stuffing Edward’s rabbits with unwonted forage, bilious and green” | 250 |
