Immediately beneath her lay
Willesden,—the most charming and secluded village in the neighbourhood of the
metropolis—with its scattered farm-houses, its noble granges, and its old grey
church-tower just peeping above a grove of rook-haunted trees. On
a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of
young Buddha. ”
John gave her a tour of the expansive house, which
had a pool in the backyard and gorgeous gardens that she
could tell that Carol Diedermayer did not have a great
deal to do with. The window was shortly after
opened, and a rope ladder, with a lighted horn lantern attached to it, let down. . But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A
shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders. ”
Brendon was not inclined to be led away from the point.
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