“You permitted me then to call you my friend. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. The address was of course her destination, thousands of miles away, an infinitesimal spot in a terrifying space. She glanced at the soft-ticking clock with the exposed brass pendulum upon the white marble mantel, and made a rapid calculation. Never had her father explained. His hair is oddly streaked with gray —I might say a dishonourable gray. “Dear John,” she whispered. The ceiling had, in many places, given way; the laths had been removed; and, where any plaster remained, it was either mapped and blistered with damps, or festooned with dusty cobwebs. You're always complaining that you can't keep anybody more than three months.
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