Her hair touched water, becoming like the seaweed in its velvet slickness. Hill, Meysey Hill. By reading or using any part of this Project Gutenberg-tm electronic work, you indicate that you have read, understand, agree to and accept all the terms of this license and intellectual property (trademark/copyright) agreement. Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. Gerald realised Lucy had taken the hint, for she dragged her betrothed towards the door.
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