She was looking anxiously at the entrance to the restaurant. As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. 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. Sir John saw it, and was flattered. ’ The lashes fluttered demurely. At last in a street near the Hampstead Road she hit upon a room that had an exceptional quality of space and order, and a tall woman with a kindly face to show it.
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