“I can’t help saying it,” she said, with the quality of her voice altering, “but I do NOT think it is right for an unprotected girl to be in London alone as you are. I ought to be able to think things out. . Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now and her features were clearer. . He did not like it, he said, with a significant look, to be reminded of either his books or his dinners after he had done with them.
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