‘Can’t have been a common housebreaker, you see,’ Hilary explained to Lucilla, quite unnecessarily. I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. It was as if her aesthetic sense had become inflamed. It was rude and disrespectful to raise her eyes to him, her mother had warned. Sheppard made an effort to speak, but her voice was choked by emotion. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. She had been so busy with life that, for a vast gulf of time, as it seemed, she had given no thought to those ancient, imagined things of her childhood. This path, bordered on each side by high privet hedges of the most beautiful green, soon brought them to a stile.
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