'I hope we may stay always in the Cob House, always listening to the river, always walking out at night to see the stars...'
'No,' said Dorothy. 'Take my word for it. We are not strong enough for rivers and stars. We think we are at first, but we are not.'
'What do you mean, Mrs Orchard?' asked Harriet.
'...What do I mean? I mean that inevitably we make a small world in the midst of a big one. For a small world is all that we know how to make.'
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