
After a walk through Midbranch woods, you sat opposite Roberta March on the broad platform crossing her uncle's lawn fence. Stay for supper, Lawrence; the horse can object after coffee and hot bread have had their opportunity. You step into this one-chapter preview with Roberta March at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. The next visit would be honest only after you knew which of your two questions had the right to come first. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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