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"Never throw away a chance," thought Jonathan. "A neighbour offered me a drive to Paddington; and, as I haven't heard of my son for some time, I couldn't resist the temptation of stepping on to inquire after him, and to thank you for your great goodness to us both, I've brought a little garden-stuff and a few new-laid eggs for you, Ma'am," she added turning to Mrs. ’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched. It was dry, as if she had powdered it. She hated tricking Shari, whose joy for life was the only thing that made her naive enough to fall for laced iced tea or hot cocoa, depending on the season. The crowning aspect of the incident, for her mind, was the discovery that he and her indiscretion with him no longer mattered very much. " "I see. ‘Not where we’re going. ‘What’s more,’ went on Martha, ‘I knew something Mr Charvill didn’t, or he wouldn’t so readily have left it behind him.
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