She heard her husband’s heavy tread descending the stairs, and the wheels of his carriage as he drove off. "Where is my mother?" he added, regarding the knight with a searching glance. She got up early, and walked about the garden in the dewy June sunshine and revived her childhood. "It's not an offer," continued he, "that I'm likely to make, or you're likely to receive every day in the year. You only live a block away!” 236 “I’ll do my best.
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