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'A Long Road to Happiness'
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"Now that the encampment of the regiment at Meryton had moved on to Brighton, summer began to follow spring into a much quieter Hertfordshire. The early season had offered little in the way of sunshine; it was more inclined toward showery skies and windy days. Long spells of driving rains fell from blackened clouds, omnipresent and gloomy. The foul weather appeared to be content to hang over the slumbering countryside for weeks on end. And yet the signs of life and renewal would not be intimidated. The verdant green grasses that had first defied winter had grown long and lush; the earliest spring flowers that braved the cold were followed by a riot of colour that spread throughout the garden; the frost that once clung to the windowpanes each morning was long since forgotten. The branches of the plum trees, which had signalled spring's arrival as they swelled with blooms that burst forth in pinks and whites, now displayed the fullness of shiny leaves of the season... "