“The valley was full of noises of running water, and the
spatter of the mill-wheel - half words
and chuckles by day; sentences and impudent songs by night – and wherever you
went, you could not (the children had tried often), hide from an Oak, an Ash, and
a Thorn, all three trees together, leaning and whispering and watching.”
Rudyard Kipling, Robin Goodfellow – His Friends
McClure's Magazine, April 1906
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