See paragraph 1. It took Marina in three days. ‘What is this fate?’ ‘Un mariage of no distinction. ‘Except Captain Roding,’ agreed the old lady, nodding at the butler. How clever she was, to fool everybody so easily! Not yet had any one suspected the truth: that she was, in a certain worldly sense, only four weeks old, that her every act had been written down on paper beforehand, and that her success lay in rigidly observing the rules which she herself had drafted to govern her conduct. She lay and nibbled at a sprig of dwarf rhododendron. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees.
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