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The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. Entering the Lodge, the first person he beheld was Austin, who was only just up, and whose toilette appeared scarcely completed. She must not tell Martha about Gerald. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. ” Meddoes turned round from the table on which he was practising shots and shrugged his shoulders. Presently he reached out and laid his hand upon Spurlock's motionless shoulders. ’ ‘Yes, but what is it, Jacques?’ demanded the lady. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup.
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