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’ ‘You’re incorrigible,’ scolded Hilary, beginning to follow. There was the stile on which Jonathan had sat, and he recollected distinctly the effect of his mocking glance— how it had hardened his heart against his mother's prayer. ‘What are you, a nincompoop? She was Nicholas’s wife, of course. ’ ‘And I love the way you call me imbecile,’ finished Gerald. Like a nightmare memory that returned again and again to haunt her.
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