It’s not you—not a bit. But her great-aunt was nodding, as if this was what she had expected. Wood was once a favourite of yours. ” He said. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared.
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