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They left him at the Embassy, and turned back to their hotel

"He's a useful iven us a cue; life will be pretty well varied out there for you and me, I fancy"

Then, as they entered a boulevard, and the real sweep of the wind e it was the last word of the north which they were leaving, and his recent home-sickness came back and silenced him But to Lewis, hisof as the harsh disturber which carried him back to a lonely home in a cold, upland valley It was the wintry weather which was his own, and Alice's face, frae, rose in the gallery of his heart In a moment he was disillusioned Success, enterprise, new lands and faces seemed the most dismal vexation of spirit With a very bitter heart he walked hon of his mood save by a premature and unreasonable retirement to bed