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LADY ELIZA LAMONT splashed along the road and over the bridge; her / heart was beating under the outlandish waistcoat, and behind her red / face, so unsuggestive of emotion of any sort, a turmoil was going on in / her brain. She had seen him at last.
She breathed hard, and her mouth drew into a thin line as she passed / Whanland, and saw the white walls glimmering through the beech-trees. / There was a light in one of the upper windows, the first she had seen / there for thirty years in the many times she had ridden past.