” Anna rose to her feet. "All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. ’ ‘Unless it is Captain Roding,’ put in Lucilla Froxfield from the curved back sofa on the other side of the fireplace. From time to time, however, he was baffled. Then he remembered that she was Anna’s sister. She became aware that at regular intervals a light flashed upon her face and a bodiless eye regarded her, and this, as the night wore on, became a torment. The rogue took everything we had. I have one shilling and sevenpence halfpenny left. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic concert under the great elm before the door.
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