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Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. Always the other things remained. Arrived in England, she had sought out Gosse, to keep an eye on his activities and thus keep one step ahead of him, meanwhile hoping that she might find herself another means of proof at Remenham House. ” Meddoes turned round from the table on which he was practising shots and shrugged his shoulders. Ennison was deeply interested. She knew that to expect more now was like anticipating a gold-mine in the garden. He raised her to a sitting position. ‘This journey I do not like,’ she said more loudly. And in these crowded four weeks, what had she learned? That all horizons were lies: that smiles and handshakes and goodbyes and welcomes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows, only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had plucked a bitter truth—she was alone. Part 4 Interpretation came pouring down upon her almost blindingly; she understood now the room, the waiter, the whole situation.
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