. Our land brings us in nothing. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. They said no more for a moment, and each was now acutely aware of the other. Presently, two carriages dashed down the hill, and drew up before it. You certainly have not shown much desire for my society, have you?” “You have been wrapped up in your politics,” she murmured. ” “Any place would be beautiful,” said Ann Veronica, in a low voice. “Get me some brandy and my bag.
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