“Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. Jack attacked Jonathan with such fury, that he drove him into a shrubbery, and might perhaps have come off the victor, if his foot had not slipped as he made a desperate lunge. ’ Fresh suspicion kindled in his breast. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. The gardens were tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose: flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables.
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