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“I’ve tried to make words tell it. I thought you might like to see. The man was my husband. " "Thames Ditton—is that your name?" "No," replied the boy, impatiently; "Darrell—Thames Darrell. . Here, turnkey. He returned, blue towel in hand. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. Believe me, Anna. If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him. These things did not harmonize with his conception of the forthcoming (if unavoidable) interview. ” She became aware of her aunt, through the panes of the greenhouse, advancing with an air of serene unconsciousness from among the raspberry canes.
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