Diane spooned warm apple-rhubarb pie onto the girl’s plates, topping each with scoops of ice cream. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. She must kill this man, or kill herself. That is why I am glad that she has gone to London. Russell trouble, a good lot of trouble. I hear they are very much affected by the tragedies of their neighbours in France. He continued alternately to be tossed in the air, or rolled in the kennel until he was borne out of sight. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her.
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