“So she must have had you fairly young, right?” Lucy nodded again. You can have no shecrets from me. "I am one. If you ride past the church, and mount the hill, you'll come to Neasdon and then you'll not have above half a mile to go. If only you could see the people who have been to call on me! Sir John has the most absurd ideas, too. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. “Why—it’s—it’s you!” Amazement seemed to dry up the torrents of his speech. Wait!" He released himself from his aunt's embrace, ran to the trunk and fetched the old coat.
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