The Buccaneer Farmer
The morning was bright after heavy rain and when Osborn looked out of the library window a warm south-west breeze shook the larches about Tarnside Hall. Now and then a shadow sped across the tarn darkening the ripples that sparkled like silver when the cloud drove on.
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