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. She laughed softly, and leaned across the table. Their conversation hung. This whole affair is truly my fault. ’ She bestowed a dazzling smile on Roding, who had reddened to the gills at these words. “I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand.
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