“I am a fool,” he said. But if I were dying of thirst, in a desert, I would not accept a cup of water at her hands. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. “I will not trouble you with any questions about the other occupants of the flats,” Mr. He had died before they married, and when her brother became a widower she had come to his assistance and taken over much of the care of his youngest daughter.
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