“My dear sweet Lucia. "I can readily see," he said, "why you'll always be as poor as a church mouse. It’s a sort of home-leaving instinct. The oranges were of the Syrian variety, small but filled with scarlet honey. “I did it for love of you,” he said. But God will punish you for what you have done this day. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees.
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