The Top of the World  by Ethel M. (Ethel May) Dell
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			   VI.--THE PARTING 
			VII.--PIET VREIBOOM VIII.--OUT OF THE DEPTHS IX.--THE MEETING X.--THE TRUTH XI.--THE STORM XII.--THE SACRIFICE XIII.--BY FAITH AND LOVE The Top of the World PART I CHAPTER I ADVICE "You ought to get married, Miss Sylvia," said old Jeffcott, the head gardener, with a wag of his hoary beard. "You'll need to be your own mistress now." "I should hope I am that anyway," said, Sylvia with a little laugh. She stood in the great vinery--a vivid picture against a background of clustering purple fruit. The sunset glinted on her tawny hair. Her red-brown eyes, set wide apart, held a curious look, half  | 
		
			
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