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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. "
"And have my escapes really made so much noise as to reach the ear of royalty?"
mused Jack. ”
Ann Veronica fenced for a moment. She had time in the
afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer
occupied by the constant spinning of wool. Still, here we are in this dingy, foggy city. ”
“That’s why, in a way, I’m prudish. . ’
Mrs Prudence Sindlesham, a widow of several years’ standing, so she told
Gerald, was a scarecrow of a female, long and lank of limb in a figure that had
once been willowy. I need scarcely ask whether you've executed your appointed task, my
dear? You're never behindhand.
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