He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. And since then, he has openly avowed his determination of cutting his master's throat on the slightest inkling of treachery. "He must have gone this way," muttered Blueskin. Wood. I just thought perhaps a different boy was in store for you.
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