He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. There'll be a fall of above twelve foot o' water, and think o' that on a night as 'ud blow a whole fleet to the devil. ‘Now what?’ The girl’s voice was shaking, and there were, he saw now, angry tears in her eyes. " "I am a thief, nevertheless. But the lady was not so easily won; and though she did not absolutely reject him, gave him very slight hopes.
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