She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. Not a job he may care about; but he's a good sport. ‘You were right, miss. "In with him!" "Ay—ay, yer hon'r," cried the foremost chairman, lending a helping hand. Upon this grateful animal she lavished that affection which was subtly repelled by its lawful object.
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