. I’m sorry to disappoint you. I want to leave it for ever. “Yeah. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. " "Here you have it, my dear," returned the hawker. She would never love him as she loved Capes, of course, but there are grades and qualities of love. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. Depend upon it, there is a place for you—waiting.
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