“Thank you,” he said, “for letting me back. “I first saw you crossing the river Arno, after a spring rain had spoiled the day for everyone except the ducks. On the next morning—Sunday—the day on which he expected his mother's funeral to take place, he set out along the Harrow Road. He realized that he was committed to the path across the fields, an uninteresting walk at the best of times. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. I've another reason for supposing he'll pay me a visit.
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