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He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. This was an imitation of the noises made by the carnivora at the Zoological Gardens at feeding-time; the idea was taken up by prisoner after prisoner until the whole place was alive with barkings, yappings, roarings, pelican chatterings, and feline yowlings, interspersed with shrieks of hysterical laughter. C. I’d only have to do something about it, and that I can’t. “Why not? It might amuse me. ” She declared. Used to play together, we did, all over Remenham House. From one window the beach was always visible; from another, the stores. " "There is a great art in it, if you did," quoth he.
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