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One afternoon in the late autu mastiff of noble birth and character The creature sat erect with his head leaning against Hyde, and Hyde's arm was thrown around his neck as he talked to him of their adventures on the Broad that day Annie's s was full of peace, and her eyes, soft, deep and heavenly, held thoughts that linked her with heaven

Outside there was in the air that Nove breath of death, the deserted garden looked sad and closed-in, and everywhere there was a sense of the languishing end of the year, of the fading and dropping of all living things But in the house Annie and Hyde and the dog sat within the circle of wars, and in that circle there was at least an ate looked up and his eyes caught those of Annie watching hi, Annie?" he asked, as he stooped forward and took a thin voluinia Do you indeed read love stories?"

"Yes The mystery of a love affair pleases every one; and I think we shall not tire of love stories till we tire of the , or of primroses and daffodils Every one I know takes their tale of love to be quite a new tale"

"Love has been cruel to me It has rave"

"You still love Cornelia?"

"I cannot cure myself of a passion so hopeless However, as I see no end to my unhappiness, I try to sub for that which I have no hope to get?"

"My uncle grows anxious for you to lad to see the succession of Hyde assured"

"Oh, indeed, I have no mind to take a wife I hear every day that some of my acquaintance have married, I hear of none that have done worse"

"You believe nothing of what you say My uncle was much pleased with Sarah Capel What did you think of the beauty?"

"Cornelia has made all other women so indifferent to me, that if I cannot marry her, et Cornelia?"

"It is impossible Every day I resolve to think of her no ; and every day I am more and more in love with her Her very name moves me beyond words"