” There was a moment’s silence. One always dreamed of this and never believed it. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. “Cut her throat!” Sebastian snapped. I said I knew he disliked and distrusted you and your work—that you shared all Russell’s opinions: he hates Russell beyond measure—and that we couldn’t possibly face a conventional marriage. . And then her pace slackened. “You have not seen your sister lately,” he remarked.
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