All the king's horses and all the king's men could not undo what was done; nor kill the strange exquisite flower that had grown up in his own lonely heart. It was a clear, lovely, October morning. “Quite an unimportant one,” he assured her. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. "Hurrah! come along, Thames; we're free.
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