“Sufficient unto me is the
change thereof,” he said, with all the effect of an epigram. He was not there. 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. Anna thrust
hers into her pocket unopened, and for the first time left the house without a
smile upon her face. "Patience Kite has lured him to Enfield on a
false scent after Blueskin. The commissionaire
stood there, tall and imperturbable. Now what? There was an interest, or why ask
him who they were. The Father did not know of course about her connection with the Valades.
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