Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. The tiles lay a foot thick in the road. There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. .
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