which we might, one day, have reason to feel ashamed of. Let us say no more about it now. You have got your hat on— suppose we go and dream away the afternoon in the grounds?”
On leaving the house we directed our steps to the nearest shade.
As we passed an open space among the trees in front of the house, there was Count Fosco, slowly walking backwards and forwards on the grass, sunning himself in the full blaze of
which we might, one day, have reason to feel ashamed of. Let us say no more about it now. You have got your hat on— suppose we go and dream away the afternoon in the grounds?”
On leaving the house we directed our steps to the nearest shade.
As we passed an open space among the trees in front of the house, there was Count Fosco, slowly walking backwards and forwards on the grass, sunning himself in the full blaze of
