There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. Wood, then, beheld two persons, one of whom he recognised as Rowland, spring on board the chase. ” “No,” she moaned, “not that. " "On the contrary, if that is a specimen, they must be poets. There ends my duty.
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