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of hills.'

'Do the people of the plain wonder how they came there?'

'They do not.'

'Why?'

'They were raised by hands.'

'And these stones?'

'How did they ever come here?'

'I wonder whether they are here?' said I.

'These stones?'

'Yes.'

'So sure as the world,' said the man; 'and, as the world, they will stand
as long.'

'I wonder whether there is a world.'

'What do you mean?'

'An earth, and sea, moon and stars, sheep and men.'

'Do you doubt it?'

'Sometimes.'

'I never heard it doubted before.'

'It is impossible there should be a world.'

'It ain't possible there shouldn't be a world.'

'Just so.' At this moment a fine ewe, attended by a lamb, rushed into
the circle and fondled the knees of the shepherd. 'I suppose you would
not care to have some milk,' said the man.

'Why do you suppose so?'

'Because, so be there be no sheep, no milk, you know; and what there
ben't is not worth having.'

'You could not have argued better,' said I; 'that is, supposing you have
argued; with respect to the milk you may do as you please.'

'Be still, Nanny,' said the man; and producing a tin vessel from his
scrip, he milked the ewe into it. 'Here is milk of the plains, master,'
said the man, as he handed the vessel to me.

'Where are those barrows and great walls of earth you were speaking of?'
said I, after I had drunk some of the milk; 'are there any near where we
are?'

'Not within many miles; the nearest is yonder away,' said the shepherd,
pointing to the south-east. 'It's a grand place, that, but not like
this; quite different, and from it you have a sight of the finest spire
in the world.'

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'I must go to it,' said I, and I drank the remainder of the milk;
'yonder, you say.'

'Yes, yonder; but you cannot get to it in that direction, the river lies
between.'

'What river?'

'The Avon.'

'Avon is British,' said I.

'Yes,' said the man, 'we are all British here.'

'No, we are not,' said I.

'What are we then?'

'English.'

'Ain't they one?'

'No.'

'Who were the British?'

'The men who are supposed to have worshipped God in this place, and who
raised these stones.'

'Where are they now?'

'Our forefathers slaughtered them, spilled their blood all about,
especially in this neighbourhood, destroyed their pleasant places, and
left not, to use their own words,