He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. “I suppose, daddy, you’ve no objection to my going on with my work at the Imperial College?” she asked. That's the way it goes. ” “How much longer can you stay here?” “I was hoping to graduate this time.
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