“I thought we had discussed that, father. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street. I saw him lying on the footway. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing.
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