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Doctor Ralph came in to tea and put his arm round Alice and kissed her, and Alice called him “Squiggles,” and stood in the shelter of his arms for a moment with an expression of satisfied proprietorship. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. I will light the stove, and there shall be some coffee presently. It’s 180 endearing. A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter. Very slowly, very fearfully, she turned her head.
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