Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. "I am too much honoured—too happy in the union. . . . Look at me. "They say her son's taken at last, and is to be hanged. “Why should one pretend? “Think of all the beauty in the world that is covered up and overlaid. Rubbishy novels and pernicious rascals. It was my destiny to have her. “John,” she said, “I am afraid that I am going to make you unhappy. .
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