He divorced her. He seemed so clean anyway, his fair 215 skin, his light brown hair, there almost seemed to be no point. The fatal shower, from which he and his little charge escaped uninjured, had stricken his assailant and precipitated him into the boiling gulf. The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. ” She smiled grimly at the recollection of that lunch—tea and roll at a cheap café.
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