"I am glad of that. I felt smothered like down below. When I have gone for an out, I've always wanted to get high up and see far away, and take a deep breath o' fulness in that air. I get smothered enough in Milton, and I think the sound yo' speak of among the trees, going on for ever and ever, would send me dazed; it's that made my head ache so in the mill. Now on these commons, I reckon, there is but little noise?"

'I'm glad of that. I felt smothered like down below. When I have gone for an outing, I've always wanted to get high up and see far away. I get smothered enough in Milton, and I think the sound of the trees would send me dazed; it's that made my head ache so in the mill. Now on these commons I reckon there is little noise?'
