He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. I tried. I can talk with them. ‘Looks like it. I don’t understand the workings of a gentleman’s mind. If there is, it’s a mere wrapping—there’s better underneath. ” He said jealously.
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