” “I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our lot. Find your man, that’s the rule. She moved towards it slowly and picked it up, holding it out in front of her whilst the familiar perfume seemed to assert itself with damning insistence. He donned his winter coat.
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