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After you went he got up and took refuge in the preparation-room. He talked about his driver's license, how he would soon inherit his older brother's BMW. He gripped the window-sill behind him. The lace was family lace, easily recognizable. ’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers. But the mere recognition of his son’s signature was enough to stoke the fires of his long-held rage. ’ All at once Mrs Sindlesham looked across at him, a sharp question in her eyes. Cathy sighed.
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