He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. “I am so sorry to have startled you,” she said, “but I was startled myself. She flew up the covered stairs and knocked upon his door. ” She replied.
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