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’ Kimble nodded. Earles strode into the waiting-room. (What was the name he had given her that day?) He was walking beside the chair upon which appeared to be a bundle of colours. ” “Is it necessary to send for the police?” Anna asked. He—” “Here they are!” said Ann Veronica as the bell sounded. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. By the intense look of him, she guessed that she had just encountered for the first time the boy genius Martin Chen. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone.
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