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 green; the birds began to sing again and the swallows and martins built their nests under the caves; children laughed and clapped their hands because they were happy in the bright sunshine, and old people felt their hearts filled with joy when they saw the mist of bluebells in the woods and the daffodils dancing in the breeze,

But within the thorn hedge no life stirred, and neither flower nor tree answered the call of spring.