-"I smell spring!" Pat cried rapturously, sniffing the air one day . the day she discovered the first tiny feathery green sprays of caraway along the borders of the Whispering Lane. That same night the frogs had begun to sing in the Field of the Pool. She and Jingle heard them when they were coming home in the "dim" from Happiness.
"I love frogs," said Pat.
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