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She pulled her chair with a mild creak and marched towards the stair. She was the type that people of every age gravitated to, naturally affable and kind to everyone. “I heard the clock strike as I crossed the square,” she answered. ” “I can’t be portentous, dear, when you’re about. He stood on the top step for a moment, lost in deep thought. He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint, and now it was again the afternoon.
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