Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. ” “Well, you can’t say you’re a failure there,” Lady Lescelles remarked, smiling. It is we who have become the parasites and toys. Perhaps she was. How would it serve Nicholas to keep the truth from his daughter? A tiny thread of disquiet troubled him. 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. ’ The captain grasped her more firmly. \" Lucy replied sardonically. . “I really owe him something of an apology.
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