"Well, Lady Trafford," he said, fixing a severe look upon her. Won't you, Jack?" "That I will," answered Sheppard, eagerly. He kissed her fingers and grinned. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. “Perhaps,” he said, “I have been to blame. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. “Why not?” He asked. A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind. From one window the beach was always visible; from another, the stores.
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