She started at the falling of a leaf, at the lumbering of a cow through the hedge. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen. The moon had arisen, and everything could be as plainly distinguished as during the day. He knew my name, and also that I had been living in Paris, and a man doesn’t risk claiming a girl for his wife, as a rule, for nothing. Twenty-one, twenty-two.
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