” “Quite. I’ll mention it. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. And now, Sir Rowland," he continued, turning to the knight, "to our own concerns. "What's the matter?" he cried. America, the land of rosy apples and snowstorms, beckoned, and she wanted to fly thitherward.
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