And it's uncanny. ‘Is he meeting you here then, my dear?’ ‘He had better,’ said Lucilla. I've a shrewd guess where he's taken refuge; but I'll ferret him out. She laughed nervously, but kept her eyes averted. ” He saw her into the train at Waterloo, and stood, a tall, grave figure, with hat upraised, as the carriage moved forward slowly and hid him.
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