Two or three podgy-looking old men with wives to match, half-a-dozen overdressed girls, and a couple of underdressed American ones, who still wore the clothes in which they had been tramping half over London since breakfast time. She positioned it over her arm, placing the firing end in Rhea’s mouth. The warm September sun fell strongly on this part of the grounds, uninterrupted by trees, its light bouncing off the glass in the mansion’s walls. He was absolutely unable to focus his ideas. She was vaguely happy over this arrangement which put her in the wing across the middle hall, alone.
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