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Anything in the least
irregular is like poison to him. The houses were older, the
shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the
crowd, the street-like air was the same. One glance swept across the place
and it was immediately apparent that Pottiswick had not, this time, been
mistaken. ”
Chapter XXXII
SIX MONTHS AFTER
Up the moss-grown path, where the rose bushes run wild, almost met, came
Anna in a spotless white gown, with the flush of her early morning walk in her
cheeks, and something of the brightness of it in her eyes. It had been a very long time. “What can you do?” she asked.
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