There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. But here she met with a check. He became a little more personal and intimate. I had a sort of idea,” he went on, “that you were starting life all over again, and it seemed awfully plucky. He uttered a deep groan, but said nothing. Something he saw there had a curious effect upon him. You say you love me and want to marry, but those are strong, potent words, words meant to last a lifetime. “Couldn’t we three go out and have some coffee somewhere? The thought of that drawing-room paralyses me. "Does your father doubt it? Speak! tell me!" Winifred made no answer. .
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