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She wore long, loose gloves, to guard her hands and wrists, and as she came she had pulled autumn leaves of briony and bramble, and brier sprays with their bunches of glowing hips.

She turned aside to pick a spray of briony.

She had stopped before a garland of briony that was drooping with beautiful leaves, making a garland of shadows upon the bricks.

The briony garland has fallen from her hat, and a little hairy dog is now galloping about the lawn boastfully with it, his head held very high.

The claspers of briony shoot into the spiral, and lay hold of whatever comes in their way, for support.