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Dollis Hill revisited. He came in with his hands in his trousers pockets and a general air of depression in his bearing. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. ’ ‘You mean the bookroom, miss. The vengeance of the assailants did not stop here. But you must not imagine me wrapped in melancholy. ” He turned to the waiter, who held a wine-card. Her mother informed her of the betrothal on the first painful day of her menarche, shortly after her eleventh birthday. ” He closed the door partially behind himself.
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