May I ask the nature of your interest in her?” He hesitated. “I can’t endure it,” she said. " "Probably not. The resemblance was amazing! And some man—he was good-looking—was in the background. 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. ‘Oh, you may come to me on any mission you like,’ uttered Mrs Sindlesham roguishly. She climbed back into the window an hour before sunrise.
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