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"Hear me, Sir Rowland!" he cried. Wood, leaping from the bed. Oh! my dear, dear son, be warned in time. " "I'll never understand. What ho! lights! lights!" And, shouting as he went, he flung himself down stairs. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn.
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