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. It was quite dark; but as some of the assemblage carried links, it was soon ascertained to be headed by the same party who had mainly incited the former disturbance. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “I don’t understand this change in you. Sometimes these dreams are simple and tender; sometimes they are magnificent. And he could not return this love. Their eyes met, and his expressed perplexity and curiosity. He did it, he said, “to distract his mind.
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