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"
It
's
gorgeous
,
"
Rachel
breathed
and
then
turned
to
Louis
,
almost
accusingly
.
"
How
come
you
did
n't
tell
me
about
this
?
"
"
Because
I
did
n't
know
it
was
here
,
"
Louis
said
,
and
was
a
little
ashamed
.
They
were
still
on
their
own
property
;
he
had
just
never
found
time
to
climb
the
hill
in
back
of
the
house
until
today
.
Ellie
had
been
a
good
way
ahead
.
Now
she
came
back
,
also
gazing
with
frank
wonder
.
Church
padded
at
her
heels
.
The
hill
was
not
a
high
one
,
but
it
did
not
need
to
be
.
To
the
east
,
heavy
woods
blocked
any
view
,
but
looking
this
way
,
west
,
the
land
fell
away
in
a
golden
and
dozy
late-summer
dream
.
Everything
was
still
,
hazed
,
silent
.
There
was
not
even
an
Orinco
tanker
on
the
highway
to
break
the
quiet
.
It
was
the
river
valley
they
were
looking
into
,
of
course
;
the
Penobscot
,
where
loggers
had
once
floated
their
timber
from
the
northeast
down
to
Bangor
and
Derry
.
But
they
were
south
of
Bangor
and
a
bit
north
of
Derry
here
.
The
river
flowed
wide
and
peacefully
,
as
if
in
its
own
deep
dream
.
Louis
could
make
out
Hampden
and
Winterport
on
the
far
side
,
and
over
here
he
fancied
he
could
trace
the
black
,
river-paralleling
snake
of
Route
15
nearly
all
the
way
to
Bucksport
.
They
looked
over
the
river
,
its
lush
hem
of
trees
,
the
roads
,
the
fields
.
The
spire
of
the
North
Ludlow
Baptist
Church
poked
through
one
canopy
of
old
elms
,
and
to
the
right
he
could
see
the
square
brick
sturdiness
of
Ellie
's
school
.
Overhead
,
white
clouds
moved
slowly
toward
a
horizon
the
color
of
faded
denim
.
And
everywhere
were
the
late-summer
fields
,
used
up
at
the
end
of
the
cycle
,
dormant
but
not
dead
,
an
incredible
tawny
color
.
"
Gorgeous
is
the
right
word
,
"
Louis
said
finally
.
"
They
used
to
call
it
Prospect
Hill
back
in
the
old
days
,
"
Jud
said
.
He
put
a
cigarette
in
the
corner
of
his
mouth
but
did
not
light
it
.
"
There
's
a
few
that
still
do
,
but
now
that
younger
people
have
moved
into
town
,
it
's
mostly
been
forgot
.
I
do
n't
think
there
's
very
many
people
that
even
come
up
here
.
It
do
n't
look
like
you
could
see
much
because
the
hill
's
not
very
high
.
But
you
can
see
--
"
He
gestured
with
one
hand
and
fell
silent
.
