XV 
The Lay of the Band 
Sue loved nature —from a veranda, a dog-cart, the 
deck of a vessel. She had been to the seashore for 
a whole June, the next June to the mountains, then 
a June to an inland farm. “ And I enjoyed it!” she 
exclaimed ; “the sky-blue, I mean, the sea-blue, and 
the green of the hills. But as for seeing fiddler crabs 
and chewinks and woodchucks — things! why, I 
simply didn’t. In fact, I believe that most of your 
fiddling crabs and moralizing stumps and _philoso- 
phizing woodchucks are simply the creatures of a 
disordered imagination.” 
I quite agreed as to the fiddling (some of it) and 
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