Arrived at Westbourne-Green—then nothing more than a common covered with gorse and furzebushes, and boasting only a couple of cottages and an alehouse—he perceived through the hedges the objects of his search slowly ascending the gentle hill that rises from KensallGreen. “An uncle in New York is dead, and has left him loads of money. You must come and tell me all about it, although I am not sure whether we shall forgive you for not having written to any of us. Lord knew why he had any interest in an impertinent girl who would certainly have spit him with that dagger! He reached into his pocket and brought it out, examining it in the increasing light as he slowly made his way back up the terrace. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. On a sudden, a change came over her countenance, which, up to this moment, had worn a smiling and satisfied expression. I hope this is all. We’ll have some buttered toast. "You poor child!—you can have all the dogs on the island, if you want them! Come along to the kitchen, and we'll give Rollo a tubbing. So appalling was the sight, that even the murderers—familiar as they were with scenes of slaughter,—looked aghast at it.
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