"Can't you guess?" returned Winifred, throwing her arms about her neck. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. She was writhing to get her hands loose and found herself gasping with passionate violence, “It’s damnable!—damnable!” to the manifest disgust of the fatherly policeman on her right. I'd like to be alone now. I came to London to look for you, and somehow the figure I saw in my dreams had got mixed up with you.
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