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The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes. There was a coffee equipage on the table, and some sandwiches, and the fire had been recently made up. He used to call it his fire-escape—ha! ha! I've often used the ladder for my own convenience, but I never expected to turn it to such good account. Pews had been brought in and set in two rows before the huge table, covered in white cloth, that formed the altar at the far end.
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