“For Heaven’s sake, Dunster, don’t let her out of the carriage, or hansom, or whatever she came in. ‘And nor do I. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. He would discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing clearness. ‘Then open it quickly. I stubbornly insisted that we wait, and you woke up.
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