Chapter 29 - (VERSO)

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Anne’s flesh cringe with the old, half delightful fear; sometimes it wound along a harbour shore and passed by a little cluster of weather-gray fishing huts; (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)R16(end superscript) but wherever it went there was much of interest to discuss. It was almost noon when they reached town and found their way to Beechwood. It was quite a fine old mansion, set back from the street in a seclusion of green elms and branching birches.

Miss Barry met them at the door, with a twinkle in her sharp black eyes.

“So you’ve come to see me at last, you Anne-girl,” she said. “Mercy, child, how you’ve grown! You’re taller than I am, I declare. And you’re ever so much better-looking than you used to be, too. But I daresay you know that without

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again it mounted to hills whence a far sweep of curving upland of misty blue sky could be seen;