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You will not find it else. He regretted—
more deeply than he could say—the occurrence of this evening. “Do you know,” she confessed, “I never thought of that?”
He looked at her as though doubting even now whether she could possibly be in
earnest. 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. It warms me, and lights me, and fills my world with flowers. “Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you
dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. Why ain’t you gorn? Seems to me I had ought to arrest you. The effort to maintain
her self-control was almost superhuman. She snapped out of her blissful state and looked at
him squarely in the eyes. "
"Surely, you haven't stolen it?"
"Stolen's an awkward word. Fiercely defensive, as usual. ‘Silence,’ he warned again, with a prod of the dagger at her heart.
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