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Chapter 2


‘Neither do I. I can never decide. But it doesn’t make much real difference for it isn’t likely I’ll ever be either. (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)Q1(end superscript) Mrs. Spencer says—Oh, Mr. Cuthbert! Oh, Mr. Cuthbert!! Oh, Mr. Cuthbert!!!”

That was not what Mrs. Spencer had said; neither had the child tumbled out of the buggy, (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)R1(end superscript) They had simply rounded a curve in the road and found themselves in the “Avenue.”

The “Avenue” so called by Newbridge people, was a stretch of road four or five hundred yards long, completely arched over by huge wide-spreading apple-trees. (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)S1(end superscript) Overhead was one long canopy of snowy fragrant bloom. Below the boughs the air was full of a purple twilight and far ahead a glimpse of painted sunset sky shone like a great rose window at the end of






LMM Notes

LMM Note Q1
It's certain I'll never be angelically good.

LMM Note R1
nor had Matthew done anything astonishing.

LMM Note S1
planted years ago by an eccentric old farmer.


"rose window": A circular window of highly coloured stained glass, divided into petals or parts, placed as a focal point in a cathedral and meant to uplift the spirit.