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There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night. "Out of the beaten track, with a real man for an employer? How would that strike you?" Interest shot into Spurlock's eyes; it spread to his wan face. Spurlock bent his head to his knees. A pair of startled blue eyes looked up into his. The vestry door opened to the mews behind, and not to Golden Square. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. The two aunts of these young ladies lived for many years in the dower house upon my estate in Hampshire. He was a large oafish man, a man that seemed deceptively harmless, and some thought him slightly retarded. Jeez! It was about time. Fifty pupils. It was. Has she any funds?" "She must have.
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