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‘It does not matter, Jacques. Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. Lucy waited for the next Phys. He forgot Annabel’s idle attempts at love-making, all the cul-de-sac gallantry of the moment. He sat down beside her and stroked her hair. Cased and ribbed with stone, and braced with horizontal beams of timber, the piles, which formed the foundation of these jetties, had resisted the strong encroachments of the current for centuries. ” Sir John seated himself deliberately. ’ ‘She is no longer a mystery,’ Gerald said. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger.
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