He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. He had been frozen in time at age forty-two. If I do not look after her, she has no one. His father spoke for him. Snatching-up his pistols, he rushed to the door, but to his horror found it fastened. There were perches inside where she could crouch and labyrinths underneath where she could hide. Wood carved the ducks; Mr. ” “The only Montague Hill I ever knew,” Annabel said slowly, “is dead.
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