I saw her come out from the flat buildings two minutes before we entered it last night. Immediately beneath her lay Willesden,—the most charming and secluded village in the neighbourhood of the metropolis—with its scattered farm-houses, its noble granges, and its old grey church-tower just peeping above a grove of rook-haunted trees. " Exclamations of wonder burst from all. "Adorable girl!" he cried, in the most impassioned tone, and with the most impassioned look he could command. She caught at the idea. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. The lines about his mouth gradually softened. Sydney was strumming over a new song which stood upon the piano.
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