And while I thrilled to that sense of expectation I felt guilty towards the man at my side, who was so generous a lover.

Even now his nearness to me in the carriage that was his gift filled me with repulsion and a forlorn, shameful sense, as though I had been the wife of one man and had been given to another.
The Cottage and its grounds were enclosed within a high wall.

There was a little gravel sweep running round in front of the hall door; but we left the carriage outside the green gates.

Within, it was the completest thing, and I had delighted in it when old Miss Verschoyle had lived there with a companion and a cat, a dog, and a cageful of canaries.

The Cottage was covered by a trellis.