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She told us that it was a disguise. His mind was busy with a résumé of yesterday's unusual events. Perhaps an hour later he would begin again. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down. Together they crept through the erstwhile drawing room and entered the massive flagged hall. I hope that she is okay. Then I assumed a rather portentous manner to prepare him. "My wife and daughter, Sir," said the carpenter, introducing them to his guest. ‘You know perfectly well that she is the daughter of the Comtesse de St Erme. These were so outside her experience that she found it possible to thrust them almost out of sight by saying they would be “all right” in confident tones to herself. But this is like—like walking round a house that looks square and complete and finding an unexpected long wing running out behind.
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