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The man looked as though he would have liked to deny it, but could not. A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay. No doubt she was wondering what he had done in Charvill’s house and what he intended now. And, as usual,” she continued, a little bitterly, “I seem to have been sent along with the dullest and least edifying of Mrs. Stanley came home at a quarter to six—an earlier train by fifteen minutes than he affected—his sister met him in the hall with a hushed expression. Do you know, I envy you. No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood.
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