At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. “How is that carmine working?” he asked, with a forced interest. He leaned forward to better drink her in. But after a time I learned the ways of the parrakeets, and they would come down to me like doves in the stories. “Stop,” he said. I am bound to admit that I greatly enjoy my altered life. She opened the window, for the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her chin resting upon the window-sill. “Where are they?” She looked around. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below.
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