“You are too good for me,” she said in a low voice. At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing depths. 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. ' But I don't value that, because I think it applies to one who marries a widow with encumbrances; and that's not my case, you know. “I will not be drawn into a conversation with Mr. "Come out!" roared Quilt, looking into the aperture.
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