The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. “It’s as broad as life,” said Mr. Mrs. . ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. "Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered. “I’m only arguing against your position of what a woman should be, and trying to get it clear in my own mind. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously.
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