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You’re going to live under the cat’s foot. CHAPTER XII. 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. He—wanted to marry me. It was horrible, but what could she do? She meant to live her own life, and he meant, with contempt and insults, to prevent her. You have said a thousand times that there was no shame in you. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence. Aroused by the sound of the church bells, he resolved, at whatever risk, to attend Divine service.
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