” A momentary bitterness crept into Anna’s tone. "Now stand before me, Poll. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. Immediately beneath her lay Willesden,—the most charming and secluded village in the neighbourhood of the metropolis—with its scattered farm-houses, its noble granges, and its old grey church-tower just peeping above a grove of rook-haunted trees. She was very pale, and there was a look of fear in her eyes. " "But I'm used to that, Hoddy," she said, eagerly. You will have a bungalow to yourself," continued McClintock, "and your morning meal will be your own affair. It was a bright and beautiful day: so bright, so beautiful, that even her sad heart was cheered by it.
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