The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father. He's on the ragged edge. At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard. ‘You think my father would not have married Suzanne if he had known? Me, I do not agree.
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