Behind the Avenue was a little hill, and an iron-fenced path went over the crest of this to a stile under an elm-tree, and forked there, with one branch going back into the Avenue again. And yet to Spurlock it was only the title of a story he would some day write. “Dear old Daddy,” she said, “he’ll make a fearful fuss. Paris is not the place for two young girls. “What is a ballot-box like, exactly?” she asked, as though it was very important to her. Can’t travel alone, a pair of nuns.
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