I’ve got imagination. ’ ‘What?’ gasped Alderley in shock. The boat in which he rode was not overset. \" Lucy winced. Any financial return was inconsiderable against the promise of this psychological treat. Wood—and after him came his daughter. The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. The flowers and turf, a wild strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more interesting than mountains. She refused coffee, though she knew that anyhow she was doomed to a sleepless night.
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