And now, when you come at last, you bring me this grandfather, and you dare to tell me I am like him. The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell. 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.
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