The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light. “What do you want to go out here for, Lucy?” He 217 asked. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. She was pleased and a little flattered by his interest and sympathy. I think it inadvisable—I don’t want an intimacy to spring up between you and a man of that type. ” She stopped. As time wore on, and they did not return, Mr. "Much better," said Mrs. ’ ‘Your husband?’ Gerald tutted. . Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. She leaned back in her chair. At length, about three o'clock, as the first glimmer of dawn became visible through the barred casements of the round-house, the rattling of bolts and chains at the outer door told that some one was admitted.
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