” Again on his way homeward from Cavendish Square he abandoned the direct route to pass by the door of Anna’s flat. It is I who took the burden of your misdeeds upon my shoulders that you might become Lady Ferringhall. The pieces fell to the ground in a little white shower. I am a little afraid. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. "Put it in your teeth and light it.
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