” He crossed himself and grinned. He was twenty-nine at the time, practically an old man. ’ ‘Oh, have you?’ grunted Gerald, surprising in himself a surge of some odd emotion at these words. . There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. "Impossible!" echoed Wild, with a fearful imprecation. His assistance came too late. “I am glad,” she told herself, “I came.
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