The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. “Nigel, Nigel,” she cried.
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