‘Don’t let us quarrel over your Leonardo,’ he said, summoning a faint smile. “What a beautiful mare’s nest!” she exclaimed. The moisture from the sea was constant, and she spent countless hours staring at the sea from the west tower, the rise and fall of waves. I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. " "I'm no reader of riddles," said Jonathan. If she had once known him, if he were some former neighbour, it would be comprehensible. I am going to ask him to finish it. " "I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. ‘I do not know him.
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