The Night-Cellar XVIII. Forgive me if a certain warmth creeps into my words! The Park is green and gray to-day, but I am glowing pink and gold. ‘Is he meeting you here then, my dear?’ ‘He had better,’ said Lucilla. I don’t care what divides us.
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