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A green hummock and the blue waters of Chesapeake Bay. Sunlight over the grass, sunlight over the sea, touching white sails there. A woman sat on the hummock, a man lay at her feet.
"Jeanne, you are sitting there almost exactly as I have often sat for hours when I was a youngster, with my chin in my hands, and my elbows on my knees."
"Am I, dear?"
"Little wife, what are you thinking of?"
"Just my happiness and you. When you used to sit here you never thought of me."
"No, dear."