CHAPTER XXI. 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. A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind. His smile faded. " At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. “What are you doing?” he asked. He bowed awkwardly to Mrs. I hope she falls off the face of the planet. ” “She invited me to dinner anyway.
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