Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. 192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. ‘Thought it was downright wicked to keep you ignorant of your proper background. It makes me desire life beyond measure. Once outside, she ran towards the playground, and the grotto, a miniature limestone version of the manor, which was in itself a miniature of a fortress.
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