” He recognized the force, almost the passion, which trembled in her tone, and he at once abandoned the subject. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. ” He was strangely silent. Her loneliness was consuming, Lucia.
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