" Sir Rowland caught at a chair for support, and passed his hand across his brow, on which the damp had gathered thickly. “You are quite right, I think. ” “There was no need for such heroism,” Annabel said coldly. It was a copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and awakened a thousand tender recollections. He made some obvious comments on the wide view warming toward its autumnal blaze that spread itself in hill and valley, wood and village, below.
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