” Mr. " "The very face," exclaimed Gay, advancing to look at it;—"with all the escapes written in it. Her shoulders were gripped hard and a familiar voice spoke. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. “You know I’m old-fashioned, Miss Stanley. ” He drew a little nearer to her.
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