"So much the better," rejoined Sir Rowland. "Those chops, fried potatoes, and buttered toast. ” Anna showed him the way. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. " "Six weeks!" exclaimed Thames, in a melancholy tone. More than this, it would serve to mitigate her own abysmal loneliness to pool it temporarily with his.
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