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Look in my face! my name is Might-have-been; I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell. --DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI.
It was Sunday afternoon. Mr. Tristram leaned on the stone balustrade that bounded the long terrace at Wilderleigh. He was watching two distant figures, followed by a black dot, stroll away across the park.