Forgive me if a certain warmth creeps into my words! The Park is green and gray to-day, but I am glowing pink and gold. "She has, she has," said Jack, in a broken voice. “I saw you in a sort of sloping, slippery place, holding on by your hands and slipping. Gin Lane's the nearest road to the churchyard. With delicate touch he rescued all that was possible of them, and made a careful little parcel. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:— "Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne, And laughs to think Monroe would take her down, Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand, Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. ’ ‘Perhaps you don’t, Hilary,’ Gerald said mildly, smiling at the young lady and indicating one of the wide window seats. ” “I wonder how he treated Gwen. “She told you that?” “Yes.
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