"
"Then you should not overlook our valley. I am sure there must be
adventures waiting for somebody down there. You can tell our place by
the spring lamb on the hillside. There's a huge inn that offers the
long-distance telephone and market reports and golf links and very good
horses, and lots of people stop there as a matter of course in their
flight between Florida and Newport. They go up and down the coast like
the mercury in a thermometer--up when it's warm, down when it's cold.
There's the secret of our mercurial temperament."
A passing automobile frightened her horse, and he watched her perfect
coolness in quieting the animal with rein and voice.
"He's just up from the farm and doesn't like town very much. But he shall
go home again soon," she said as they rode on.
"Oh, you go down to shepherd those spring lambs!" he exclaimed, with
misgiving in his heart. He had followed her across the sea and now she
was about to take flight again!
"Yes; and to escape from the tiresome business of trying to remember
people's names."
"Then you reverse the usual fashionable process--you go south to meet the
rising mercury.
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