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I didn’t ought to have sent for him. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. Arrived there, their first object was to seek out Davies, by whom they were conducted to the lady's retreat,—a lone habitation, situated on the outskirts of Saint George's Fields in Southwark. ‘Jacques?’ she called out, forgetting the need for silence. He's down in Patagonia somewhere. “I do not know what you mean,” he said, “but if you are referring to any little coolness since our marriage let us never speak of it again. Nigel Ennison was he. . . " There was a roaring in her ears like that of angry waters. ’ She paused, struggling for the word. Hugging him in the beautiful dress in front of the teenagers was strangely soothing to her.
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