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“I love this warm end of summer more than words can tell,” he said. The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. She would come back and write letters, carefully planned and written letters, or read some book she had fetched from Mudie’s—she had invested a half-guinea with Mudie’s—or sit over her fire and think. His eyes were bright with the hunt. “God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. ‘Eh bien, Eugénie. “I have had a trying evening and I need rest. " Her attitude now entirely sisterly, he ceased to be afraid of her; there was never anything in her eyes (so far as he could see) but friendly interest in all he said or did. ’ ‘You’re incorrigible,’ scolded Hilary, beginning to follow. It is picturesquely situated beneath a tree on the high road, not far from the little hostel before mentioned, and at no great distance from the church.
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