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. I should only disappoint you terribly some day. "Thank Heaven! I'm not basely born. ‘Oh, you are making a game with me. “I want to lay all my life at your feet. “Nigel, Nigel,” she cried. CHAPTER I. She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders.
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