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He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not
even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. She had a horrible glimpse of the once
nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very
muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared,
white, but triumphant. The
teacher droned on and on about the mournful funerary
love of Romeo and Juliet, a tale she had long since tired
of. And then—this sudden thrust. And when she took and married that Mr Charvill, we didn’t think to
see her at Remenham House no more. You shall know the truth. ’
‘What about this Leonardo fellow?’ Hilary asked, still frowning heavily.
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