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’ ‘Oh, have you?’ grunted Gerald, surprising in himself a surge of some odd emotion at these words. She lay very still and closed her eyes, hear tears gliding off of her ears, causing them to itch. The great gray boles of the palms reminded him of some fabulous Grecian temple. But she had found it very difficult. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service.
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