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She will cry for days and nights together. 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. ’
Lucilla gaped. It was about—a question of what I might do or
might not do. With Bess's assistance he then climbed up to the window, which, as has just been
stated, was secured by iron bars of great thickness crossed by a stout beam of
oak. Of what use was the temporary set-back to memory, when it
always returned with redoubled poignancy?
Then came another thought, astonishing. She released her clutch on it as, dizzy with exhaustion, she leaned against the
back of the pew and closed her eyes, her fingers grasping out automatically for
support.
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