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The rich, heavy food sat in her stomach like so many soft pebbles. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. ‘The truth is, Everett,’ she said brightly, limping up to the general and tucking a hand in his arm, ‘that the girl is you all over again. So is the chapel of All Souls at Oxford, and the great hall at Blenheim, and I don't know how many halls and chapels besides. "She travelled alone; and she is the purest woman God ever permitted to inhabit the earth. She peered into the darkness. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted at the front door and the shouting intensified. “Not much. I change them in the morning at Cannon Street, and take my book as I come down. His subconscious sensed the unnaturalness of it and recoiled. He conveyed not only his sense of the extreme want of correctitude in their unsanctioned meetings, but also that, so far as he was concerned, this irregularity mattered not at all, that he had flung—and kept on flinging—such considerations to the wind.
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