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“I don’t think she quite sees the harm of those people or the sort of life to which they would draw her,” she said. I thought one had only to take it by the throat. Poor little one. Passing the old rectory, and still older church, with its reverend screen of trees, and slowly ascending a hill side, from whence he obtained enchanting peeps of the spire and college of Harrow, he reached the cluster of well-built houses which constitute the village of Neasdon.
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