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In the month of May, seven years after the flight of the two boys from Moncrief House, a lady sat on an island of shadow which was made by a cedar tree in the midst of a glittering green lawn. She did well to avoid the sun, for her complexion was as delicately tinted as mother-of-pearl. She was a small, graceful woman, with sensitive lips and nostrils, green eyes, with quiet, unarched eyebrows, and ruddy gold hair, now shaded by a large, untrimmed straw hat. Her dress of Indian muslin, with half-sleeves terminating at the elbows in wide ruffles, hardly covered her shoulders, where it was supplemented by a scarf through which a glimpse of her throat was visible in a nest of soft Tourkaris lace. She was reading a little ivory-bound volume—a miniature edition of the second
part of Goethe’s “Faust.” As the afternoon wore on and the light mellowed, the lady dropped her book and began to think and dream, unconscious of a prosaic black object crossing the lawn towards her. This was a young gentleman in a frock coat. He was dark, and had a long, grave face, with a reserved expression, but not ill-looking.
“Going so soon, Lucian?” said the lady, looking up as he came into the shadow.
Lucian looked at her wistfully. His name, as she uttered it, always stirred him vaguely. He was fond of finding out the reasons of things, and had long ago decided that this inward stir was due to her fine pronunciation. His other intimates called him Looshn.
“Yes,” he said. “I have arranged everything, and have come to give an account of my stewardship, and to say good-bye.” He placed a garden-chair near her and sat down. She laid her hands one on the other in her lap, and composed herself to listen.
“First,” he said, “as to the Warren Lodge. It is let for a month only; so you can allow Mrs. Goff to have it rent free in July if you still wish to. I hope you will not act so unwisely.”
She smiled, and said, “Who are the present tenants? I hear that they object to
the dairymaids and men crossing the elm vista.
Answer the following questions from the above passage-
1.What was made up on the island of shadow?
2.how did she look and her physical body?
3.what did she like reading?
4.who came into the dream of the lady?
5.What about he ask to Mrs. Goff?
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