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. He looked at it eagerly, but made no movement to take it. Your sister! Great God, how like she is to what you were!” Annabel looked around her nervously. "Dear me!" she added, as she pledged the amorous woollen-draper, "what a beautiful ring that is. We all did that in our youth, when first we came upon a fine story; else we were worthless metal indeed. ToC London, at the period of this history, boasted only a single bridge.
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