And he began also at times to wake at night
and think about her. But it never said: "Tell someone! Tell someone!" Was he something of a moral
pervert, then? Was it what he had lost—the familiar world—rather than what he
had done?
He stared dully at the footrail. ‘Certainly I can prove it. However, that’s over and done with. "
"Well, it's mighty fine of you to break your journey in this fashion—for someone
you don't know, a passer-by. ‘I don’t know what the devil you’re
talking about. "He lives at Dollis Hill, a beautiful
spot near Willesden, about four or five miles from town, where he has taken a
farm. We smirk, and we’re a bit—furtive. They had completed a circuit of the mansion before Roding’s frustration burst
out. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young
inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic
concert under the great elm before the door. He talked with his manner gentle and kindly. He had offered to escort the young lady to England where
she might seek refuge with her relations there, and proposed that the maid
Yolande might serve Miss Charvill.
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