Tombs were desecrated, beautiful statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. He had an air of having told her a deep, personal secret. She read for half an hour, then closed the book because Spurlock appeared to have fallen asleep. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. Wood strained his eyes to catch a glimpse of the flying skiff. His eyes closed. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees. “Sooner or later, John, it will come to that.
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