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It had neither succumbed to her nor wrathfully overwhelmed her. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. Gerald sighed. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. ” “Oh, damn the thing!” Sir John exclaimed, tucking the loose ends inside his coat. ‘But for how long?’ Lady Bicknacre asked apprehensively. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament.
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