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Austin departed, and presently afterwards returned with the two subordinate officers, each of whom wore a leathern apron round his waist, and carried a large hammer. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. ’ ‘You, perhaps?’ she flung at him furiously, stepping out from behind the desk. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. Even the most sullen and withdrawn were sensitive to the penetrating nastiness of the fog. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. Her sister’s words were true. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. A woman may choose any one for her lover, but for her friend she makes no mistake.
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