The house in the hollow was “a mile from anywhere”--so Maywood people said. It was situated in a grassy little dale, looking as if it had never been built like other houses but had grown up there like a big, brown mushroom. It was reached by a long, green lane and almost hidden from view by an encircling growth of young birches. No other house could be seen from it although the village was just over the hill. Ellen Greene said it was the lonesomest place in the world and vowed that she wouldn’t stay there a day if it wasn’t that she pitied the child. Emily didn’t know she was being pitied and didn’t know what lonesomeness meant. She had plenty of company. There was Father--and Mike--and Sau…
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