“He’s got almost to like it. ” Mike said as he opened the door. "Amazement!" cried Wild. He had already shown the covering envelope and its instructions to Ruth, and she had ignored or misunderstood the warning. His face was that of a quick, intelligent-looking boy, with fine hazel eyes, and a clear olive complexion. 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. Couldn’t fit it inside, but the horse’s blanket lay over it, and, like I said, as long as no one rides him and don’t remove the blanket, I think it’ll stay hid. All right. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky.
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