Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station. Leaning upon a gate he looked down into the valley. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. I mean that the point is that vividness of perception is the essential factor of beauty; but, of course, vividness may be created by a whisper. ’ A sudden thought brought a frown to her brow.
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