mingling of the wild mountain with the civilized garden was very
quaint,
and it was impossible for any number of gardeners to make such a
garden
look formal and stiff.
Against one of these rocks was a garden-seat, shadowed, from the
afternoon sun by the overhanging of the rock itself. There was a little
winding path up to the top of the rock, and on the top another seat; but
they sat on the seat at its foot, because the sun was hot; and there
they talked together of many things. At length the king said:
"You were out late one evening, Irene."
"Yes, papa. It was my fault; and Lootie was very sorry."
"I must talk to Lootie about it," said the king.
"Don't speak loud to her, please, papa," said Irene. "She's been so
afraid of being late ever since! Indeed she has not been naughty. It was
only a mistake for once."
Madhuri Noah
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