Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall. "But calm yourself, dear sister, or the interview will be too much for you. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. And here against a wall were the plumtrees. Spurling. ” The maid discreetly withdrew, and Anna stood transfixed, gazing with puzzled frown at her sister. It was on the night of the Great Storm that I found him.
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