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. Heaven forbid. It suited him to dampen the spirits of any who sought to impose upon him, as these relics of the loathed family of Valade seemed like to do. After knocking for some time at the door without effect, he tried the latch, and to his surprise found it open. ” “I may have to run,” said her father, with an appeal to his watch.
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