Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. See? Down we should rush in a foam—in a cloud of snow—to flight and a dream. "Jack," continued Thames, addressing Sheppard, who had only just recovered from the blow, and regained his feet, "I don't ask how you came here, nor do I blame your rashness in doing so. ’ ‘Listen. The hotel on the Peak had the aspect of a fairy castle.
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