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He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. Enough to let her find out a piece of information most urgent. ‘If it is that your men there are going to arrest us, then why do they not do so?’ ‘Left to myself, I’d let them,’ he replied grimly. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. This was followed by heavy footsteps, and in another moment the dining-room door was flung open. She posed herself before her mirror and surveyed herself with gravely thoughtful, gravely critical, and yet admiring eyes. At Morningside Park I feel as though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. If so, do not hesitate to tell me.
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