He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. I’m a man, and I know what I mean. " "No," said Ruth, pulling back. " "Law! Miss," observed the maid, "there's nothing mischievous in the person's appearance, I'm sure. “I want to be your friend,” he said.
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