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Chapter 27

           Theheatwassogreatthatinourowngroundsallthebirdsweresilent,butwhenweapproachedLilyCottagethefirstthingweheardwasthepipingofathrushupsomewhereamongtheroses—amellowliquidwarbleexpressing‘sweetcontent,’andminglingwiththesubduedcoo-cooingsofthedove‘reviewers’whowerecommentingonwhateverpleasedordispleasedtheminthedistance.

           "Whataprettyplaceitis!"saidmywife,asshepeepedoverthegate,andthroughtheodoroustanglesofhoneysuckleandjessamine—"IreallythinkitisprettierthanWillowsmere.Ithasbeenwonderfullyimproved."

           Wewereshownin—andMavis,whohadexpectedourvisitdidnotkeepuswaitinglong.Ansheentered,cladinsomegossamerwhitestuffthatclungsoftlyaboutherprettyfigureandwasbeltedinbyasimpleribbon,anoddsickeningpangwentthroughmyheart.Thefairuntroubledface—thejoyousyetdreamystudenteyes—thesensitivemouth,andaboveall,theradiantlookofhappinessthatmadethewholeexpressionofherfeaturessobrightandfascinating,taughtmeinoneflashofconvictionallthatawomanmightbe,andallthatshetoofrequentlyisnot.AndIhadhatedMavisClare!—Ihadeventakenupmypentodealherawantonblowthroughthemediumofanonymouscriticism,...

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