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" "At any rate, I won, for he went away. But I have powerful friends. Ennison roused himself with an effort, took a long drink from his whisky and soda, and lit a cigarette. He filled her glass with champagne. But always this new phase in life which civilization called convention threw up barrier after barrier. Lady Angela shrugged her shoulders. “What made you marry him? What made you leave Paris without a word to any one? What made you and your sister exchange identities?” “There is one answer to all those questions, Nigel,” she said, with a nervous little shudder. And how can I get into one brief letter the complex accumulated desires of what is now, I find on reference to my diary, nearly sixteen months of letting my mind run on you— ever since that jolly party at Surbiton, where we raced and beat the other boat. The blood will rest on your head.
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