"Only in far-away towns are the real faery tales told in shadowy nurseries whose windows in summer open upon shimmering gardens and on whose walls in winter the fire-goblins dance. Weir is one of these towns- -a sweet, hushed place, lying where the hills spread broadly to the south sun, and the trees are thick as in a painting. "

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