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" Spurlock turned aside his head as he replied: "Words are sometimes useless things. Mr. Gerald instantly took her arm and guided her back to her chair. “It’s—private. Immediately beneath her lay Willesden,—the most charming and secluded village in the neighbourhood of the metropolis—with its scattered farm-houses, its noble granges, and its old grey church-tower just peeping above a grove of rook-haunted trees. ” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself. ” “Okay. “You seem to forget that my sister is—married. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www. At the threshold of the study he bade her good-night; but he did not touch her forehead with his lips.
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