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His demeanour then was sober enough to lend colour to that belief. " "Dear me!" sympathised Mrs. “I don’t think you see,” she replied, with tears on her cheeks, and her brows knitting, “how it shames and, ah!—disgraces me—AH TISHU!” She put down the tray with a concussion on her toilet-table. . ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. ’ ‘Gérard,’ she said, giving the French version with a soft “g” and not quite managing the “l”. She remained stonily in the middle of the hallway until the spinsters' door shut them from view … for ever.
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