I’m glad 237 you came over. He spent the evening telling her stories of Greece as she sat in front of a roaring fire. “Let us go to that little place at the back of the Palace. "What?… Oh!… Well, good Lord!" He wrenched loose his head and stood up, sending the chair clattering to the floor. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. 9.
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