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It was a week after Margaret's wedding in the moldy and dilapidated old church at Sefton, and she and Lord Blair--she and her husband!--were sitting on the cliff at Appleford looking out upon the sea, which lay at their feet like a level opal glistening in the rays of the morning sun.
The history of these seven days might be epitomized in the three words--They were happy!