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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. Captain Hilary Roding and his inamorata, Miss Lucilla Froxfield. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. To Breanna for believing in this project at every step. “A bad thing for me when that legacy came. ” She said under her breath. The walls are too high, and the windows too stoutly barricaded in this quarter, to admit such a supposition.
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