"The house is on a quiet square in the old part of town. Like several of the other proud houses on the street, it is surrounded by an ornate wrought iron fence, and shaded by live oaks and wide-branching magnolias that make an awful mess of the sidewalk in the springtime. The neighborhood is genteel and, because this particular square hasn't become fashionable yet, very private. They have been here three weeks."

 

 

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