68. OFTEN ...

68.

Often she passed whole hours walking up and down the 
paths of the woods; she wove garlands of flowers and ivy,
or watched the flickering of shadows and glancing of the leaves;
sometimes she sat beside a stream, and as her thoughts paused,
threw flowers or pebbles into the waters, watching how those 

swam and these sunk, or she would set afloat boats formed 

of bark of trees or leaves, with a feather for a sail, and 

intensely watch the navigation of her craft among the

rapids and shallows of the brook.

{Mary Shelley, The Last Man}