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He had not been to the village often in the evening since Mrs. Yorke and her daughter had left the place. Now, as he passed deep purple orchestra the walk, the summer moonlight was falling full on the white front of the little hotel. The slanting moonlight fell on the corner of the verandah where he had talked so often to Alice Yorke as she lay reclining on her lounge, and where he had had that last conversation with Mrs. Yorke, and Keith deep purple orchestra a young man leaning over some one enveloped in white, half reclining in an arm-chair.