216 PHILIP FINDS FLOWERS 



He thought he would go somewhere else to 

 watch for the strange girl. He raised himself on 

 his knee to get out from the bush, and just by his 

 side, tucked snugly between two small branches, 

 he spied a little nest. The eggs in it had been 

 hatched long ago, even the little ones had flown 

 away. Philip was sorry, for this made him think 

 that the summer was nearly over, and that it would 

 be a long time to wait for the next spring when 

 birds would come again to build nests and lay 

 eggs. 



I must hurry up, he thought, or that strange girl 

 will disappear with the summer, and I shall be the 

 only one left who hasn't seen her. 



He ran down from the high place to a stone 

 wall. On its other side there was a field of corn, 

 where he knew it would be useless to hunt for the 

 girl. The walking between the rows is very bad, 

 and once Philip had been lost in a field of high 

 corn. It was when he was a very little boy, but 

 he remembered quite well how hard it had been 

 to find his way out. 



It seemed as though the wind had sent him to 

 rather a poor place to hunt for the strange girl. 

 The hill now was on one side of him, and the corn- 

 field on the other. He got up on the stone wall 

 and walked along to where the next field crossed. 

 There was little else in there but clover. Still he 

 walked along and soon he came to a beautiful 

 spot. 



