’ *** Mrs Chalkney, a long-time friend of the late Mrs Alderley, had been delighted to oblige that lady’s son. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. Suddenly remembering Kimble, her heart thudded with excitement. The Father did not know of course about her connection with the Valades. " "Keep it," said Trenchard, haughtily. If he wished, he could even take this inheritance from her. It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him.
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