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lookin’ a little down lately. Wood," she cried, as the staff fell from his grasp. Books! Aren't they wonderful?"
The blind alley of life stretching out before her, with its secret doorways and
hidden menaces; and she was unconcerned. Stanley was
throughout enigmatical, with an anxious eye on her husband and Alice. 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. "Well, I won't dispute your judgment in such matters, Mr. Cathy had not even noticed that she
herself was wet and trailing water everywhere. His salary was a few paltry hundreds a year. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each
warm hall was festooned in tapestries.
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