Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. She almost submitted to this ending of her adventure. That is so awful. To find the incentive! But how? Thither and yon the idea roved, seeking the way. ‘I doubt very much whether they are yours at all.
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