Arrived at Westbourne-Green—then
nothing more than a common covered with gorse and furzebushes, and boasting
only a couple of cottages and an alehouse—he perceived through the hedges the
objects of his search slowly ascending the gentle hill that rises from KensallGreen. Why had he glanced up—quite in that way?. The windows of these rooms were obscured
with draperies, their floors a carpet patchwork; the china ornaments on their
mantels were of a class apart. “What has she told you?”
“Everything. It was a gorgeous May
evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of
hyacinth and lilac. Ann Veronica paused before she answered. "He's not my son," rejoined the carpenter. She entered the room in the
shadows. Take it, I tell you. My friend the doctor
suspected it, and so do I. ”
“Was he divorced, do you mean?”
“No, but he got himself mixed up in a divorce case. The less said, therefore, on this point the better;
because, as nothing is to be gained by it, it would only be trouble thrown away.
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