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Ruth Courthope Seer stood on herown doorstep and was content. Shelooked across the garden and the four-acrefield with the white may hedge boundary. Itwas all hers. Her eyes slowly followed theway of the sun. Another field, lush and green,sloped to a stream, where, if the agents hadspoken truth, dwelt trout in dim pools beneaththe willows. Field and stream, they too werehers. Good fields they were, clover thick,worthy fields for