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He doesn’t know where she is, and I told him he’d have to apply to Remenham’s lawyers if he wanted anything to do with this place. ‘The fact of it is,’ I said, ‘I’m the new playwright, Thomas More. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. I need a white man, if only to talk to; and it will be a god send to talk to someone of your intelligence. They had not proceeded far when a low moan was heard. ’ ‘Not dead, miss. What other reason could there be? It’s more complex, but it’s better. He seemed to stay away from her because she was so cold and formal towards him, addressing him as Mister McCloskey as if she were an Irish maid. He was now as civil as he had just been insolent.
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