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Mr. Heliers. Wood then led the way up a rather high and, according to modern notions, incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers. Was he really awake? The arrival and departure of this strange father lacked the essential human touch to make it real. Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. “The other too if it is within my power. “I should kill you.
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