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"Would they be interested?"

"Oh, yes, I'm sure they would. At least Ivory would."

"It seems rather an undertaking to write a book just for Ivory. Aren't you going to try to get it published?"

"I don't suppose it'll be good enough for that. I'll get Mrs. Gailey to type a lot of copies and we'll lend them round. I dare say there are other people who'd like to know the history of the Doleham Valley, and all about the farms and the families and the place names."

"It sounds," said Anne, "just the sort of book that would please Nicholas."

That was one of the many confusions in Lesley. One day she could reduce Nicholas to puffing fury with some display of ignorance or indifference and the next she would delight him with an unexpected performance in one of his own fields of knowledge.

"Oh, he knows much more about it all than I do, of course. But if he's pleased I'll be terribly glad. He isn't often pleased with me."

"Don't say that, dear. It's only that you and he don't agree about some things."