. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. ” “Shall we go now?” “I think I would like to listen to music. I'm not interested in him. I had gone further than I meant to—with some Englishmen.
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