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After a while one began to talk. She went about, intentlooking and self-possessed, trim and fine, concealing her emotions whatever they were, as the realities of her position opened out before her. It's of no use. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. There was only one sound—the fall of the sea upon the main beach, and even that said: "Hush! Hush! Hus-s-sh!" Not a leaf stirred, not a shadow moved.
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