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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. “I shall be very glad to have you for a friend,” he said, “loving friend. net 1. Of all the entirely English women I know, you’re the only one with a French accent. And mind he doesn't stir out of your sight, on any pretence whatever, till I call. If Gerald knew, what should stop Gosse from finding out? Perhaps he was even now at the lawyer. " "Thieves!" exclaimed Mrs. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place.
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