Ray Plote would not leave a written explanation. Immediately beneath her lay Willesden,—the most charming and secluded village in the neighbourhood of the metropolis—with its scattered farm-houses, its noble granges, and its old grey church-tower just peeping above a grove of rook-haunted trees. ‘You keep a-hold of him,’ Trodger ordered his men. " Not many days after this event, on a bright October morning, the bells rang a merry peal from the old gray tower of Willesden church. I could not love you else. Mr. Jack dropped the knife, and walked sullenly aside. But all of that was forgotten.
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