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Her straight strawberry blonde hair was exactly Cathy’s. ’ To Gerald’s relief, the entrance of the butler interrupted them, relieving him of the necessity to explain himself. "Are you hurt, Thames?" asked Jack, anxiously. Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. It is the worst of talk under such social circumstances that it is always getting cut off so soon as it is beginning; and I went home that afternoon feeling I had said nothing—literally nothing—of the things I had meant to say to you and that were coursing through my head. Toys! Delicate trifles! A sex of invalids. He insisted once again on opening the car door for her. Her mother had died when she was thirteen, her two much older sisters had married off—one submissively, one insubordinately; her two brothers had gone out into the world well ahead of her, and so she had made what she could of her father. It wasn’t.
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