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“Stay where you are for a moment,” she directed. "What of her?" cried the knight. Ennison seemed to feel already the shadow of tragedy approaching. 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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