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At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. 9. The bed was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. Annabel was in hiding all the time. ‘Here you, Pottiswick. ’ ‘Listen. But for the next few days he avoided Cheveney like the plague. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. He is already married. ’ ‘She told you!’ ‘And,’ pursued Gerald, ignoring his friend’s scornful interjection, ‘that it was not always convenient to be dressed as a young girl. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon the threshold. Mercifully, the Peters had moved to Rhode Island about six months after the tragedy.

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