He continued tenderly, almost affectionately. When she occupied, it, it was neatness itself; the little porch was overrun with creepers—the garden trim and exquisitely kept. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. It was not for a week or a month. His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows.
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