He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. "I have him!" cried a voice in triumph. But Spurlock was ever on guard, even when she fussed over his hair. ” “No fear!” “Then, as we succeed, it will begin to sidle back to us.
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