Sealed Lips — page 164: what you’re looking at

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156 SEALED LIPS. CHAPTER XVII. “AT LAST.” The Chateau de Pomeyras is neither for sale nor to let, otherwise it would be recommended as a residence after one’s own heart for lovers or a per- son in ill-health. Atthe north a gently sloping stretch of meadow land, flanked by well trained vines protected the house from the not frequent but treacherous winds from the mashers. On the other side the view extended over a space, broken up by successive views, like the shifting scenes on a stage, with the Pyrenees for a curtain in the background. First came the garden, which was so small that Madame Sauval did not dare to callita park, but she called the little cottage a “chateau.” There grew and turned green on good terms with each other plants from all latitudes—the magnolia, with its foliage of hard leaves; the araucaria, in tiers like the shelves of a sideboard; the oleander, with its melancholy beauty; the larch, elegant in her delicate suppleness, and the pine, this moun- taineer that is always wild even when it leaves its solitary heights for civilized gardens. During the winter the slightest rays of the sun would heat like a hot-house the narrow gravel walk which was in front of the house. In warm summer Gomichbooks co im