“Can’t you believe me? I am Meysey Hill. But days had now passed. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. When you send for me I shall come back. Bordered by fine timber, the road occasionally offered glimpses of a lovely valley, until a wider opening gave a full view of a delightful and varied prospect. “Now,” he said, “no one can blunder in upon us.
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