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” Anna shook hands with Brendon—a young man also, but older and more selfpossessed than Sydney Courtlaw. ‘Jarvis Remenham was your mother’s father. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. She laughed. *** Gerald vaguely noted that his junior leapt to his feet at sight of his former commander, and that Lucilla sat with her mouth at half-cock, dread in her face. To that, perhaps, a large part of its satisfyingness was due. Nothing is settled upon. “I don’t mind, of course, your seeing her sometimes, still there are differences— differences in social atmospheres. Ennison’s manner was certainly not one of a willing host.
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