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Back at Court Manor, Margery banished for a while the sad memory of her lost love. This spot was hallowed by the presence of Enid's spirit, and for that reason, apart from all others, was dear to her. The squire reveled in the picturesque surroundings of the estate.
"They may call Beecham magnificent," he said, dreamily, as he stood in the old-fashioned gardens and gazed round on the fragrant flowers, "but this is home."