“I don’t see why not,” he answered. The hansom drove off. "What does Mr. One might have said that these trees grieved for their native soil; and, grieving, refused to bear. How did you get into this house?’ He shrugged. Yesterday this glorious creature had loved him; to-day she was only friendly. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. The villagers were thronging to church.
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