There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. Let us be gone. She had been so busy with life that, for a vast gulf of time, as it seemed, she had given no thought to those ancient, imagined things of her childhood. And I have made such arrangements that at my decease tardy justice will be done my injured nephew. Her eyes were lit with mirth, the corners of her mouth quivered. He recognised Anna, and at once addressed her.
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