Spurlock relaxed, suddenly, and sank deeply into his pillows. Ever and again Capes appealed to Ann Veronica. Because of the thought of love and companionship? No. There was little more here than a sideboard, a chest for the vestments, and a simple wooden chair. Wood's reception of the widow, who, at that moment, was ushered into the room by Winifred, was not particularly kind and encouraging. The air, perfumed with the delicious fragrance of the new-mown grass, was vocal with the melodies of the birds; the thick foliage of the trees was glistening in the sunshine; all nature seemed happy and rejoicing; but, above all, the serene Sabbath stillness reigning around communicated a calm to her wounded spirit.
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