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Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. When the doctor came in—he had just finished his breakfast—O'Higgins rose and presented his card. I hear they are very much affected by the tragedies of their neighbours in France. He would know the truth then once and for all. It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense. She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. Besides these there was a warm gooseberry-tart, and a cold pigeon pie—the latter capacious enough, even allowing for its due complement of steak, to contain the whole produce of a dovecot; a couple of lobsters and the best part of a salmon swimming in a sea of vinegar, and shaded by a forest of fennel. Can't I make you see?" "But I'm telling you Ruth loves you.
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