“By-the-bye,” he said, presently, “your sister was married to old Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t she? I saw the notice in the papers. From this spot a road, more resembling the drive through a park than a public thoroughfare, led him gradually to the brow of Dollis Hill. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. She was silent, the ghost of a fading smile passed from her lips.
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