‘You are the one that I have met in London. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. Your aunt liked the pheasant. I am sorry, but you have spoilt me. She began to act. Perhaps it had been pick-pocketed or jostled from her dress in a hunt.
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