He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. “I want to make you happy, Lucy. ’ He gave the gaping Pottiswick a shove, passing him on to his junior, who was waiting patiently by the kitchen door. The boy would never know just how lucky he was. The soi-disant Valade escapes and takes my proof, which I have broken on his head. To-morrow I shall come and talk to you again—of other things.
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