Perceiving he was about to take leave, Kneebone ventured to ask whom he had had the honour of addressing. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo. He looked at her guiltily. Anyhow, they didn’t run about so much. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered.
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