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He moved to one side, bowing and gesturing to the door. ‘Long enough for you to see Frith for me. "It's wretched enough, indeed, Sir," rejoined the widow; "but, poor as it is, it's better than the cold stones and open streets. “You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. And how can I get into one brief letter the complex accumulated desires of what is now, I find on reference to my diary, nearly sixteen months of letting my mind run on you— ever since that jolly party at Surbiton, where we raced and beat the other boat. ‘I think,’ he said pleasantly, ‘that it would be as well if you, Hilary, were to go and fetch the troops. The sight o' your 'andsome phiz allys does me good. Only the major won’t have it, and we’ve to bide by what the major says. She had never felt so acutely the desire for free initiative, for a life unhampered by others.
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