For if the likeness between the sisters was remarkable, the likeness between this girl and the poster which he had come from studying was more remarkable still. He had gained admission somehow, and he too was waiting for Anna. She was always asking questions about her mother and supplying the answers. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. “You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. She shook her head. ’ She glared at Hilary. She moved towards it slowly and picked it up, holding it out in front of her whilst the familiar perfume seemed to assert itself with damning insistence. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. "I am too much honoured—too happy in the union.
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