“I regret that you should ever have proposed it,” he went on. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. . And in the vestry was the sword of monsieur le major. I am your servitor. "There he is!" "I fear not," said her father, with a doubtful shake of the head. He removed his cocked hat and came towards her. ’ He stopped suddenly, dismay creeping into his face. ‘It is the life I know.
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