He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. “Much as I hate rows, I’ve either got to make a stand or give in altogether. ’ She shrugged fatalistically. ” He said wistfully. “I’ve been,” she said, “forbidden to come. \" He paused in awkward silence as they walked outside the red double doors. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn.
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