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In one angle of the room stood a disused fire-place, with a rusty grate and broken chimney-piece; in the other there was a sort of box, contrived between the wall and the boards, that looked like an apology for a cupboard. I don't ask you to supply my place—for that is, perhaps, impossible. “Not home yet, miss,” the young man replied. The knots and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the fields behind, were still to be traced. They were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive. ’ ‘She behaved like a madwoman,’ Hilary declared roundly. \" He piped up. Never mind, I’ve got plenty. "I have one inquiry more to make of you, Sir," said the stranger, as soon as he had conquered his displeasure, "and I will then trouble you no further. That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals. You may convert to and distribute this work in any binary, compressed, marked up, nonproprietary or proprietary form, including any word processing or hypertext form. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them.
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