Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. But I am afraid I am a shockingly obstinate and a very ungrateful person. ‘At last,’ he cried, ‘I have found you!’ He would listen to nothing. So long as she could remember, her father had never permitted her to sit at the table unless she came fully dressed.
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