”
“Any place would be beautiful,” said Ann Veronica, in a low voice. “And now, look at us! See what
we have become. ‘This,
as you see, is an identity for your cousin, André Valade. There were all varieties of bird-life known in these latitudes, from the bird of
paradise down to the tiny scarlet-beaked love-birds. She had no idea what she should do. Whatever may happen to-morrow I shall be none the better for anticipating its
miseries to-day. Here lay a heap of knockers of all sizes, from the huge lion's head to the small
brass rapper: there, a collection of sign-boards, with the names and calling of the
owners utterly obliterated. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to
Ruth, my dreams. "
With this, they dismounted; and fastening their horses to a tree, proceeded
towards the house.
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