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. She was frowning, but it was evident that her initial fright had left her. Yet, stay! There is one thing I wish you to do. "And there you're right, you may dipind, marm," observed Terence. Without hindrance—present occupation. The eyes, too, though large and bright, and shaded by long lashes, seemed to betoken, as hazel eyes generally do in men, a faithless and uncertain disposition.
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