He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. Her anger died and she eyed him. Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. He is here by your side. Now the baby’s bright May eyes peered up at her intently. “Why?” He inquired.
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