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They sauntered along the causeway till they came to the top of the hill on which stood that archway, the memorial to a virtuous widow, which had occupied so large a part of Kitty's impression of the place. It was a symbol, but of what she scarcely knew; she could not tell why it bore a note of so sardonic irony.
‘Shall we sit down a little? We haven't sat here for ages.' The plain was spread before her widely; it was tranquil and serene in the morning light. ‘It's only a few weeks that I've been here and it seems a lifetime.'