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He spent the evening telling her stories of Greece as she sat in front of a roaring fire. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. They are their mother’s sons. Read that letter, Thames—my lord marquis, I mean. The major will not call. “No,” she said, under her breath, “you can’t face it.
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