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Rh glad when they went away, so that she could turn to Robin.

"Don't you know more than that?" she said. "Is it true? What have you heard? Tell me yourself!"

"I've heard a lot to-day," said Robin. "They were all talking about it all the time, and I meant to tell you myself, only I saw Jones and Jerry coming, and thought perhaps we should hear something more if we listened."

They clambered over to the corner and made themselves comfortable. Robin lay on his back, but Meg leaned on her elbows as usual, with her cheek resting on her hands. Her black elf locks hung over her forehead, and her big eyes shone.

"Rob," she said, "go on. What's the rest?"

"The rest?" he said. "It would take a week to tell it all, I should think. But it's going to be the most wonderful thing in the world. They are going to build a place that will be like a white, beautiful city on the borders of the lake—that was why I called it the City Beautiful. It won't be on the top of a hill, of course."

"But if it is on the edge of the lake, and the sun shines and the big water is blue, and there are shining white places, it will be better, I believe," said Meg. 'What is going to be in the city?"