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Nothing else weighs against it. She had slept badly at first in a long chair next to the fire waiting for him to return, but caught on after that. ‘Go on up to the boy, my dear. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient. She resolved to go into the City to Ramage and ask for his advice. She yielded it without protest, as though unconsciously. By policemen one mustn’t shock. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers.
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